The stripping is complete
and there is beauty.
Peppers wither in the frost
and there is beauty.
The zinnia has succumbed
and there is beauty.
The African daisy refuses to give in
and there is beauty.
“Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything beautiful,
for beauty is God’s handwriting”
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
There is beauty…
and it is you. You are lovely.
Awwww. Where’s the blush icon? LYI.
Indeed.
😀
Thank you for sharing the beauty, Sandra!
Hi, Connie. Thanks for coming by.
And it’s all there for eyes that see …
🙂
Always glad to see people thinking about, enjoying, writing about beauty. Have you had a frost that killed the zinnias etc? And if so, you’re still seeing beauty in them? Or is it just rain, and old age, and there really are beauty-parts left?
It was the frost. Even in death, the details and beauty are preserved. At least to me. 😉
This is beauty, too.
Thanks for sharing it!
Welcome, Dena. Thanks.
Love how you are seeing holiness everywhere. God is in the details.