© 2011 Lynsey

Welcome, stranger


The first day of Spring, a beautiful warm morning. And there, in our garden, bright against the blue sky – a white iris. There’s nothing exceptional about most white irises.

Except this one.

There were no white irises planted in our garden as far as I’m aware. We’ve never had white iris flowers in this spot before. So, where did this mysterious one come from? My guess is, it’s as a result of the unprecedented snow fall we had a couple of weeks back – somehow the snow transformed the usual dark velvety blues into crisp white. Suburban magic!

Manifesto
02. Every day is an opportunity for a new beginning.
08. Every day choose to bring about change.
32. Every day have a laugh.

Post a Comment

Your email is never published nor shared. Required fields are marked *

*
*

You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <s> <strike> <strong>