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Still Saturday: Steep

February 18, 2012 By Sandra Heska King

The February sunshine steeps your boughs
and tints the buds and swells the leaves within.

~William Cullen Bryant (Among the Trees)

What have you seen lately that made you stop in awe? Do share. Get the details at the Still Saturday tab above. Link up a photo, grab a button, and let’s steep in the stillness together.

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  1. imperfect prose says

    February 17, 2012 at 10:33 pm

    oh i love this meme, dear sandra… love it. and i love you.

    • Sandra says

      February 18, 2012 at 12:26 am

      And l love you more. May you sense His still presence, Em, in the midst of the chaos.

  2. Cindee Snider Re says

    February 17, 2012 at 11:01 pm

    GORGEOUS picture, Sandy! Honored to be linking up with you today! 🙂

    • Sandra says

      February 18, 2012 at 12:26 am

      So honored to have you. And that red flower. So soft and delicious!

  3. Carol J. Garvin says

    February 18, 2012 at 1:03 am

    Another wonderful photo, Sandy. Steeped in stillness and beauty. 🙂

    • Sandra says

      February 18, 2012 at 8:23 am

      Thanks, Carol. This is me killing time while I wait for my husband again. Camera hanging out the car window in someone else’s driveway. 😀

  4. Patricia says

    February 18, 2012 at 8:36 am

    Love that quote… tints the buds. Seems like we’re all on the same page today… ; ) Sending my hug… hope you catch it!

    • Sandra says

      February 18, 2012 at 8:42 am

      Waiting–buds–flowers–silence–hope.

      Got it! Sending one back.

  5. Patricia says

    February 18, 2012 at 9:03 am

    Mr. Linky isn’t being nice today… trouble in linky land… Guess I’ll have to “wait” to get my post linked up to you… or try again later. 🙁

    • Sandra says

      February 18, 2012 at 9:28 am

      No trouble here. You’re linked.

      • Sandra says

        February 18, 2012 at 9:30 am

        Though the photo’s a little different. Cropped in the wrong spot?

  6. Megan Willome says

    February 18, 2012 at 9:09 am

    What William Cullen Bryant said, that’s what’s happening in me this month. Weird, because January was so inexplicably hard.

    • Sandra says

      February 18, 2012 at 9:32 am

      Maybe it’s those deep, hard winters that swell the biggest. Love to you, Megan.

  7. Patricia @ Pollywog Creek says

    February 18, 2012 at 9:59 am

    I somehow missed this lovely, lovely post and community. I’m going to grab a button and add it to the post I just published right now. (((Hugs)))

    • Sandra says

      February 18, 2012 at 4:36 pm

      I’m so excited you’re here, Patricia! And those photos are absolutely gorgeous!

  8. Shelly Miller says

    February 18, 2012 at 9:29 pm

    It looks as if this tree is posing for this picture. Love the word steep. I came here this morning, hoped to link with you earlier and this quote steeped with me all day in the garden, in the midst of stuff.

  9. Lyla Lindquist says

    February 18, 2012 at 9:35 pm

    I came in thinking steep as in hill. Rigorous, grueling climb. And here you didn’t mean that kind of steep at all.

    Beautiful. In all kinds of ways. Thank you again for the quiet, Sandy.

  10. Maryvel says

    February 19, 2012 at 10:44 am

    Hello There! I am new here! Glad I found you! Love this meme and love to participate! I am your newest follower! Take care and have a blessed day!

    • Sandra says

      February 19, 2012 at 1:55 pm

      Welcome, Maryvel! I’m delighted that your found your way here. That photo is gorgeous, and I’m so glad you had those moments in time with your mom–and that her health seems to be improving. I hope you’ll be back. 🙂

  11. Diana Trautwein says

    February 19, 2012 at 10:20 pm

    What a glorious picture, Sandy! And I love the Bryant quote, too. Love to you this winter’s day.

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