I took a walk against the winter wind. I saw some of the most beautiful images among the dull nakedness of the season. But none so beautiful as the seed pod waiting to bloom on a bare branch.
Stripped of its many faces of color, the tree stands bare…waiting for the awakening. No winter lasts forever. It’s only for a season.
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So clean and dark against a blue sky. Lovely.
Thank you. Hope you have an awesome day😀
Wonderful reminder that spring is on the way. Thank you for sharing Laura.🌺💐
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