Moments like this tempt me to believe that leaves exist just to catch snowflakes.
It’s easy to be grateful for our seasons when we get to enjoy the magic that a gentle snowfall brings to the back yard garden.
‘Nuff said about that. I’ll quit while I’m ahead.
Hosta Bowing Out
A Meeting of Flakes
Cold Snap Dragon
Strum for my supper, croon for my cuppa
Search for a sign, write for my whine
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5 thoughts on “A Gentle Beginning”
Wow! Many thanks. I greatly admire your work.
Wow! Beautiful – love the contrast of cold frosty flakes and the brightly colored flowers
A compliment from you – worth all the damp knee bending and crouching 🙂 I’m trying to learn how to see, and pay proper tribute to, the small. The “big picture” is much less appealing 😉 Sanity is a work in progress for me. Thank you for taking the time to write.
Agreed – I also think “truth” is found in the small things that make up the big picture. Thanks for sharing 🙂