Zinnias are such no-nonsense flowers. Whenever I see zinnias I always think of an old schoolhouse I saw once. All along the side bright, colorful zinnias grew- they just seemed perfect there.
Whenever I think of the existence of God, I think of zinnias. Their perfectly arranged petals, sometimes many but always in perfect order always make me know that God created such perfection and He has surely created everything else. Some people think of the creation of the human body or animal for that matter and how perfect they're created. For some reason just looking at a zinnia assures me. Diane