I have a particular fondness for weeds, scraps, scuffs, and other ugly beauties, so when this blog began, it was called Thistle and Toad. Now don't get me wrong... it's not that I don't like kittens, and puppies, and perfect, soft, pink peonies... it's just that for a couple of reasons, it's the rugged symbols that seem have quite a bit of significance in my life. Maybe we can sit down and talk over some of those stories some time. And I'd like to hear about your odd loves, too.
Anyway, I've decided to keep this little extension page as an add-on, just to feature anything related to thistles or toads. It's also a nod to all my blog friends who have been with me from the beginning. Thanks for loving me. I love you back.
Sweet are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in his head
As You Like It
"Another beauty has the thistle, when every delicate hair attests a dew-drop on a showery April morning; and when the purple blossom of a roadside thistle turns its face to heaven, and welcomes the wild bee, who lies close upon its flowerets on the approach of some storm-cloud, until its shadow be past away. For, with unerring instinct, the bee well knows that the darkness is but for the moment, that the sun will shine out again ere long, and that he may safely remain without the shelter of his own home, to which, were a torrent impending, he would at once hasten; while he offers us one of the many lessons of trust and submission often to be learned form the apparently most trivial, though, in reality, the most instructive, circumstances, exemplifying, as they do so beautifully, the care shewn by the Creator for His smallest works."