I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes. e.e.cummings
When I was a little girl I wondered over the rays of sunshine and how they shone down from the sky, sometimes in lines, like when clouds were in its way. I could have stared at the the moon and stars all night. I was amazed at the changing seasons, thunderstorms and rainbows, butterflies, and the wind. I loved the trees and their shadows, the big rocks in our woods, and the creek that trickled there. Dandelions and bumblebees and lizards and roses.
I still wonder at God’s creation. Something always catches my eye when I’m outside.
Like this okra plant on a late summer day.
Or like this unnamed plant. I think it’s a weed because it grows in abundance on the fence line in the field by our home.
Or these bright yellow green Mimosa tree pods.
In response to the Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge Vibrant.