Days like we are having, loaded with spring's unique bounty, are awe-inspiring.
Haiku material, for sure!
White catches the light
On a rain darkened morning.
Dogwood blossom shine.
Still, your quality.
Gentle nourishment falling,
Drowning seeds to life.
The girls spent a couple days mothering a wild baby bunny. Such a precious little creature... I never saw it close it's eyes. Damaris said she saw it blink once.
Haiku material, for sure!
White catches the light
On a rain darkened morning.
Dogwood blossom shine.
Still, your quality.
Gentle nourishment falling,
Drowning seeds to life.
The girls spent a couple days mothering a wild baby bunny. Such a precious little creature... I never saw it close it's eyes. Damaris said she saw it blink once.
I love the expression in the hands... a picture really is worth a thousand words!
I love morning. Since living in our house, where we have big windows up at tree level, I have been made aware of the life in the trees I have been living sheltered under, all this time.
Every morning You
Practice the art of stillness.
Leaves are evidence.
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