finding the light on a rainwet night …

Manna Meditations, Day 34

At the streetlight, liquid gold drips through the lean-limbed pears:

I’m grateful. πŸ’›

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    1. β˜€οΈ far more often than I’d hoped! There are the tiniest buds on our redbuds, and for the first time I saw actual tiny green leaves while out and about. The Jane magnolias will be bursting any day now… The frost always seems to get them, but they are fearless, anyways. What’s blooming in your neck of the woods?? πŸ™‚

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