There used to foxgloves down at the end of the woodland path but they have been gone for years. What a surprise to see one pop up this year. The rain must have inspired it to grow.
"Clap your hands, all you nations;
shout to God with cries of joy ...
God has ascended amid shouts of joy,
the LORD amid the sounding of trumpets.
Sing praises to God, sing praises;
sing praises to our King, sing praises."
A contribution to this week's Psalm challenge at Daily Athens Photo