We are staying in a cabin outside of Hastings, Ontario, where spring is ready to burst at the seams. Ice and snow are melting on gravel roads, causing them to ooze with mud. We also witnessed ice floes ~surface ice that had broken free~grind over buoys on Rice Lake. (No photos of that, drat!)
The frozen morning puddles, and last year’s leaves and branches melding with the mud, mesmerize me. The trees add subtle, soft-edged shadows into the visual mix.
I kept marveling, as I was snapping picture after picture, that there was so much beauty in such a short distance from the cabin. And every one of us, in this magnificent home called Earth, is provided with a myriad of ways to experience beauty.
Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. ~ Rachel Carson
Joy is the best makeup. ~ Anne Lamott