Friday, June 4, 2010


Sitting in the backyard, I notice the trees, their shapes and how they grow. I watch the tiny birds flit from branch to branch the soft feathers blowing in the whisper wind. The flowers growing here and there dot the landscape with the brilliant colors to break up the green and brown. Fluffy white clouds float past me above punctuating the azure blue sky. Life is fragile and yet continue.  We must protect what we can...even if it is our own life.


  1. Love the blog! I am officially your first follower! I will keep up. This is a lovely post.