And I certainly couldn’t imagine anything photo worthy today…
But I donned my gumboots and tromped out for a look… gradually calming to the cadence of a gentle rain as I stood and watched raindrops form…
on the year’s new buds,
and catkins…
And is it my imagination, or do these branches not look rather festive?
The orange peel fungus caught my eye, apparently undaunted by the rain, if not altogether edible!
The ivy is in its element too, quietly taking over our little piece of woodland, one silent creeping tendril at a time
And then I circled round to our winter ‘pond’, the end result of all this rain.
Is there any beauty here?
I didn’t think so but… as I stood in the rain watching the raindrops endlessly forming perfect concentric circles, with just the softest little pitter…I saw a certain beauty even in our big winter ‘puddle’.
Reflections…
Splish-splashes…
and Bubbles!
A quiet rainy morning has a beauty all its own…
Even the firs are decked out in a hundred crystal baubles!
–LS
“He has made everything beautiful in its time.” Eccl.3:11
