Crawling through the grass and clover To photograph dandelions and  bluetsA feather caught my eye.A work of art itself.After serving a bird Helping him fly,He has a season of freedomThen goes back to the soil.Pretty featherI would have missed it walking!

I planted a small brown bulb. With sunshine and rain came this leaf and pink/green stem. The bud burst open to reveal all this color and beauty inside, opening and reaching for the sky. What a surprise! Can there be hidden in people this kind of beauty waiting for warmth and prompting to break out and glow?

Pinks on white on greenSaintpauliasAfrican VioletsGesneriaceaeWhat can I call you ?You add color to winter days.