You have to look close at this one!
I love the yellow ones They must be smarter than all the rest ;)
Little flower from the river.
Hanky taking a nap in the window
Flora flourishing.
There is place down on North Cambells Bridge Road, where, if you are in the know, you can hike down to the river and find yourself lost in another world. I have been going frequently lately. There's a cetain peace that lingers in the air and the air seems cleaner, almost nourishing to the soul. Cleansing.
One day it will be no longer so I take each visit and hold it near to my heart.
3 comments:
Hank is adorable. Ah, to be a cat that is loved!
Thank you for your encouragement, Baby Mams.
I love you.
I like the butterfly. I've seen a few recently, tring to hang on to dear life as the wind and cold are slowly drifting in. They are magnificent to watch and enjoy. And, a wonderful illustration of spiritual principles in many ways.
I agree PD. Native Americans hold butterflys in high regard and I've always been taken with Native American philosophy, it implies that everything is connected and has an influence no matter how small. I'm drawn to it, must be the Indian in me. Whenever I see butterflies I think of change. I like to think of them as little messengers, letting you know. :)
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