The sweetness of the wild rose…
The quiet of an early morning stroll on the Rail Trail listening to birdsong…
The shimmer of little goslings preening in mellow evening sunshine…
These are the tokens of ripening springtime.
How sweet it is.
–LS
“…and the desert shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose. It shall blossom abundantly, and rejoice even with joy and singing: the glory of Lebanon shall be given unto it, the excellency of Carmel and Sharon, they shall see the glory of the LORD, and the excellency of our God.” Is.35:1-2
I love the little gosling pics!
I must give credit to your Dad for that one!
I must give credit to your Dad for that one!