Tag: breath of wind

244 – Cabbage jewels

244 – Cabbage jewels

This afternoon it was totally still in the garden. Not a breath of wind. I could hear the bird calls echoing from across the valley …

 

062 – Morning

062 – Morning

Angels in the early morning may be seen the dews among. Stooping, plucking, smiling, flying. Do the buds to them belong? — Emily Dickinson The day couldn’t get …