I stopped on the way home to look at what I knew couldn’t be snow.
A little further down the road I saw more white stuff that was different. Frost being squeezed out of the ground.
I stopped on the way home to look at what I knew couldn’t be snow.
A little further down the road I saw more white stuff that was different. Frost being squeezed out of the ground.
Be aware of wonder. Live a balanced lifelearn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some.