Tag: Winter
Weekend 114: Winter Settles in
When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy ~Rumi
It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it ~John Burroughs
What keeps earth air breathable? Not oxygen alone. The earth is a freer place to breathe in, every time you love without calculating a return — every time you make your drudgeries and routines still more inefficient by stopping to experience the shock of beauty wherever it unpredictably flickers ~ Peter Viereck
Jo’s Monday walk
Becca’s Nurturing Thursday
Becca’s Sunday Trees
Mesmerising…
Don’t shoot what it looks like, shoot what it feels like ~ David Alan Harvey
The graupels express
the way we hold close our
anxiety, stress and memories.
A few warm words,
A warm hug,
A touch of care
encourages us to
ease the burden.
-Rupali
Warm spot in a cold heart
Six word Saturday
Sunday Trees
We can learn a lot from trees: they’re always grounded but never stop reaching heavenward ~ Everett Mamor
Sunday Trees: From archive
We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss~ Cassandra Clare
For Becca’s Sunday Trees
