Sunday, August 8, 2010
Sometimes one feels they can not see the forest for the trees...
But by setting one's sights on the facets that lie closer to your field of view opportunities of delicate beauty are revealed.
As the high pitched thrill of the cicadas echo overhead the penetrating rays of sunshine dance with wild abandonment on the growth below.
Queen Anne's lace yields her flowers to a passing bumblebee.
The ochre yellow Goldenrod begins swaying courtesy of a gentle zephyr.
The regal thistle with her crown of purple stretches skyward.
There is much to see beneath the canopy of trees... one needs only to linger for a short time to savour its delight...
Posted by Susan McShannon-Monteith at Sunday, August 08, 2010