Daisy, Daisy ...

I did a double take as I drove by one of the churches in downtown Vicksburg yesterday, and saw these beautiful daisies beckoning to me.  

I was on my way to a photo shoot and just happened to have my cameras with me, so I turned around and went back to get a closer look at those pretty little sunny faces peeking out from the flower bed.

 

Aren't they sweet!

I'm sure they will bring smiles to and brighten the days of lots of passersby this summer.

Oh, and the other "photo shoot" I was headed to before the daisies sidetracked me?  Here's a preview:

I hope you will join me next time for the rest of the story.

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Daisies: God's Smiley Faces

He loves me, He loves me not ... He loves me!

I'm sure we girls all remember sitting and plucking a daisy's petals one by one as we recited the above words to determine the sincerity of our current boyfriend's feelings for us. The custom was actually begun in Victorian times by young, heartbroken maidens who wished to be loved, and the custom is still in use today.

The name daisy comes from the Anglo-Saxon "daes eage," or "day's eye," which is in reference to the way the flowers open and close with the sun. Daisies (Bellis Perennis) symbolize innocence, gentleness, and purity, and never fail to brighten my day when I see them growing wild alongside a country road or in a flower bed in town.

Daisies are my mother's favorite flowers, so these are for you today, Mama— I love you!