Hurrah! A perfect new word for this recent snow walk photo:
(adjective; of a plant part) :
withering without falling off
(Big thanks to Sister #3 for the sweet word share , via Grant Snider’s charming illustration.
Hurrah! A perfect new word for this recent snow walk photo:
(adjective; of a plant part) :
withering without falling off
(Big thanks to Sister #3 for the sweet word share , via Grant Snider’s charming illustration.
“It was not for her to criticize the ways of Almighty God;…. if He liked to go to all that trouble over the snowflakes, millions and millions of them, their intricate patterns too small to be seen by human eyes, and melting as soon as made, that was His affair and not hers. All she could do about it was to catch in her window, and save from entire waste, as much of the squandered beauty as she could.” - The Rosemary Tree by Elizabeth Goudge (1900-1984), p. 158
“Books are bridges, my father had said to me when I was a child. They show how we’re connected.”
-Jessie “Kit” Carson (1876-1959) in Miss Morgan's Book Brigade by Janet Skeslien Charles, p. 41 (LT edition)
“The sun filtered down through the canopy… Above its delicate, spreading branches was the sky, which went on forever, it seemed, into a thin, singing blue.”
-Mma Ramotswe in To the Land of Long Lost Friends, No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency Series, by Alexander McCall Smith, p. 90 (lg type)
May your new year be blessed with eyes to see through and beyond and more than just what seems in plain view, and to what the Holy Spirit is saying.