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Hoar frost; white frozen dew

Christmas Eve morning there was thick fog when we arrived at my mother’s.  A heavy coat of white frost coated everything.  It was beautiful.

Rain.

Oxalis, Purple Shamrock

The TV is on, but low in volume when I looked up.
It's raining.
I love rain.

I switch off the tv,
I open the back door to listen.
I sit on the stoop to watch.

The sounds are soft and pleasing to my ears.

There's a low rumbling in the distance
and splats of water hitting the stone path.
A tinkling of bells disturbed by a gentle breeze.

The steady falling rain mesmerizes me.

There are little pools that display never ending circles on the cement.
The Redbud leaves catch little drops
And hold them long enough for me to see.

Birds have left the sky to take cover somewhere.
The grass seems to stand up at attention,
Delicate white flowers bow their heads in thanks.

And so do I.

A Romantic Old Barn

For several days I drove by a farmers past.

The color, a darkened red

planted on a bright green carpet of winter wheat,

backed up by the teal blues and  antique whites of the sky.

The paint peeling,

The roof sagging,

The hay door gone.

The romance of it grabbed my heart,

played songs in my mind,

demanded my attention.

Party link ups listed here…

Night scape

No words,

just a moment caught on film.

A moment to remember.
A moment in time to be grateful
I saw it.

You can see where I like to link up here.

I used to believe forever was infinity

my thought for today

SouleMama: THIS MOMENT

{this moment} - A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.  If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.