It was astonishing to peer into the lacy depths of the young maple in the garden yesterday and see buds, lavishly coated with ice and snow, but rosy and vibrant in the depths of winter.Bud and branch, ice and snow - they were wonderful in the true sense of the word, and each bud was an atomy - each was a tiny perfect world of awe and life and infinite possibility. There was more incandescent hope in that moment of unfettered astonishment and in their minute sparkling presences than I have encountered in some time.
4 singing pebbles:
Nature is so truly amazing at times.
I love how you look so closely at your garden. That is the way to find the treasures of winter.
Cindee
Such rich and beautiful words and images. I too have felt to amazing and always surprising kindling of life in the depths of cold. Thank you!
Your blog is one of the most beautiful places I visit sitting at my computer... thank you for sharing so much joy.
Blessings for 2010
xo
gera
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