...among green hills
spent seeds left to see spring
encourage thoughts of gratitude and simple living
slow dance
from the fence in a quiet meadow
we dance . face to the fragrant breezes
a camera and a field of rain kissed spring poppies
a chair
smooth old wood . curves with well worn marks of life
often creaky . yet still strong . a soft place to land
one chair in a charming room where I briefly
stayed
a reminder to embrace a simple moment
in the quiet light of day
before the storm
passing this tree on the way home . branches silhouette the dramatic sky
birds silhouette the pending storm . catching updrafts of daily life
while nature says welcome april with rain . hail and tornado
we are safe and dry . awestruck by the power
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