While I marveled at their will to hold on…
I imagined the strength it takes to simply let go.
Knowing.
They will return.
Their bare branches will grow leaves again.
Trusting in the cycles of the seasons…and mother’s nature.
September Beginnings
This morning’s light.
Barely visible…and only white.
Pointing and guiding….
September’s new beginnings.
Art Abstracted
It was unexpected.
I looked in the old barn - curious….merely to take a quick peek.
Never - in my farthest imaginings - did I imagine
The magic…the fun…the surprise
Of color…and shape…and light.
A modern day composition.
Music and dance and art abstracted.
All coming together - like this.