she radiated what one could only call
grace
and beckoned me further in
as a redbud blossom floated to the ground
and light broke through
How fair is a garden amid the trials and passions of existence.
~Benjamin Disraeli
Monday, April 20, 2015
visiting the garden
she radiated what one could only call
grace
and beckoned me further in
as a redbud blossom floated to the ground
and light broke through
How fair is a garden amid the trials and passions of existence.
~Benjamin Disraeli
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From the pure drifts of soft white that nestle in our nooks for months, to the dawning of bursts of Spring colors as they unfold across the Kansas countryside, how blessed we are to have Terry's magical eye capturing it all.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Harold. I value the comments of such a friend and mentor as you are. Blessings.
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