"When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?"
Psalm 8:3-4
At our last house, we had dozens of honeysuckle bushes. I miss them. I loved walking out my front door to be overwhelmed with the fragrance. While I was in Kansas over Memorial Day, my friend had these bushes in her backyard and I had to take pictures.