I know a place where wildflowers dare to grow with purpose and candidly bare their sweetness to a host of keen bees. The heady scent borne on a light breeze offers up a most sumptuous fayre. Carve out the time to stand and to stare and drink in the beauty, beyond compare so precious and prized it can’t fail to please. I know a place…. To the wildflowers now! Come let us share a quiet moment and offer a prayer for this magical spot with ancient trees, a richness of life which silently breathes and pleads to be kept in our life’s care. I know a place…. Jude Compson
