The Zinnias are blooming.
Watching them open is a lovely way to meditate.
Note for next year, "plant more zinnias."
My husband and I walk in the evenings. This is my favorite Oak tree in the park. I call her, "Whispering Tree". She is my friend.
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Q~ Your whispering oak is a very special tree. I listen to trees too.
If one listens close enough we can learn many miracles of life, through Nature.
She is the teacher.
She is magnificent.
Peaceful night,
*sprite
Dear Sprite,
Nature nurishes me.
She is where I find magic.
When I see the dew drops or the moon beams I am transported to another time and another place.
The beauty of and in Mother Nature
always brings tears of joy.
I fall in love daily with her.
~Q~
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