Giving myself some room, taking my time, just being. Just
being. Just BEING.
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| A constellation of tiny green stars on the path to the shed got my attention...I've always loved the small things... |
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| ...and I remembered to look up, and marvel at the miniature flowers on the climbing vine--I thought it was a variety of vinca, as it has covered the ground nearby with abandon. Little mysteries! |
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| A patent-leather umbrella hiding under the brushpile...I almost missed it. |
Loving the slower pace and closer attention...
Optical illusion or perceptions are so thought provoking - like the tiny stemmed mushroom holding up the weight of its' world.
ReplyDeleteYou are surrounded by so much variety of life. I look out on a sea of green grass and cement and tar. No wonder I take great joy in feeding the critters. I love all your pictures. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Rita...sometimes we really have to look for it, don't we!
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