Now I know it’s spring for sure, because Mother’s snowball bush is blooming!
We were at the Minnesota Association of Christian Home Educators’ conference in Rochester in the middle of April. They had snowballs, too, but they were the cold and wet kind. Brrr. Minnesotans kept talking about how it was not supposed to be snowing. One even blamed us! She said that our sign should have said Notsnow instead of Notgrass. When we got back to Tennessee two days later, there was Mother’s snowball bush in all its glory.
More than fifty years ago, my Aunt Dot and Uncle Preston planted that bush in what is now my mother’s back yard. It is beautiful. The blossoms are amazing. I have a snowball bush, too. My bush has been in my yard about four years and is about four feet high; its blooms are two to three inches across. Here is a picture of Mother’s bush.
Mother is pushing five feet tall. As you see in this photo, the bush is three times that tall. And the blooms are really unbelievable. I measured one this year–six inches across. I have never seen another snowball bush like it. Once I told a nursery owner about it and he hadn’t either. He asked me to bring him a cutting and said he would name it after Mother.
Snowballs are like children. Some of us have one kind and some of us have another. The Lord God made them all.
“Worthy are You, our Lord and our God, to receive glory and honor and power; for You created all things, and because of Your will they existed, and were created.”
Revelation 4:11, NASB