The grand kids got an unexpected school holiday and I got a fun morning of photography. By noon, the kids were bored, I had taken a picture of everything from a wheel barrow to rusty pitch forks, the snow was all gone and my feet were no longer numb up to my knees. What more could I ask for?
Maybe the prettiest pic is the apple blossoms. I had just snapped a picture a few days ago because they were so delicate looking and it seemed way too early for them to be showing color. Today they were just beautiful dressed in white sequins. Maybe this quick snow didn't ruin my chances for apple pie in late July.
Just a week ago I spied one lone daffodil and wondered if it had stuck its little head out just a bit too early. This morning it looked a bit heavy and frozen with the heavy bonnet of snow balanced on that brave yellow head.
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Out yonder near my garden is a big old beech tree which never ceases to look beautiful however God has clothed her. She is a lady for all seasons.
Isn't she beautiful?
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