There is something innocent and pure about flowers... I was walking on a trail with the kids when we saw these beautiful flowers along a creek showing off their perfection. To me they seemed like a reward that day, for not being lazy and staying in the cabin reading a book that I could read at home. At the end of the trail they were there, waiting patiently for anyone who wanted to admire their beauty.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
True colors
This umbrella was against a white wall, each corner having different textures. So colorful, neatly folded, showing some rusty spots... I miss posting here my findings, and the friends I met through blogging, they both add depth and texture to our everyday lives.
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