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.

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.