Thursday's weather (in the 70's, for goodness sake) required that I get out for a bit of a walk. Time to see what there is to see.
A lone chair, perfect for far-gazing
at the folded mountains and the blue, blue sky.
The hellebores are almost ready to open.
Into the woods for tree-framed views.
The nettle patch at wood's edge is coming back -- I look forward to nettle soup in the spring.
Here and there the red haze of budding trees whispers of the turning seasons,
Even as a dried ironweed blooms tell of winter's persistence.
I was charmed by the ripple of shadows on the garden tiers. I don't remember noticing this phenomenon before.
Always the same. Always new.
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We're only 3 months behind you. That's all.
What a lovely day that was, just a tease I'm thinking, as we go through the rest of winter. Wouldn't it be nice if winter had already had its time...but I can just about bet that it's not over yet.
There is always something new in the paths we have always traveled, it's just need to look closely.
Wonderful photos.
Have a nice weekend
Maria
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The ripple of shadows: such a beautiful and peaceful view.
Oh my I'm freezing, taking joy in your sunshine. ❤️❤️
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