Many things in the world feel heavy to me. I have learned that I need to keep my eyes open for sources of hope, since I seem to not be a naturally hopeful person. One of the things that brings me hope is morning glories.

I took this photo in my family’s flower bed yesterday, when I notice the first morning glory bloom of the year. From now, possibly until November, these lovelies will brighten my life. They are tenacious and beautiful. They pop up in unexpected places. They are icons of grace.