February 5, 2014

Days 337-343

Day 337
 Beauty in a pile of broken glass.

Day 338
 Signs of new growth appearing in the succulent planter.

Day 339
 The word for 2014 at my church is "JOY" and now I am seeing it every where.

Day 340
 Heavy frosting on a cedar sapling.

Day 341
 Hoar frost on rose bush leaves.

Day 342
 A string of very frosty mornings . . . icy needles on cement block.

Day 343
Potted mini-daffodils ignite hope for the coming of spring.

February 2, 2014

Day 330-336

Day 330
Visual reminder of angels among us.

Day 331
Low lying fog over bare trees and dried grasses.

Day 332
I am always surprised at how witch hazel blooms in January.  The clustered tendrils seem so fragile and yet withstand freezing temperatures with ease.

Day 333
Looking skyward . . . blue sky peeking through the clouds.

Day 334
Cedar carpet along the fence in the lane.

Day 335
"Weeds are flowers too once you get to know them." ~ A. A. Milne

Day 336
Pops of living colour down the lane.