To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
Every cubic inch of space is a miracle,
Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same,
Sunday Sayings: Title and extract from Walt Whitman’s poem “Miracles” – and this humblest of Miscanthus seed heads, is another example
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I’m more than fond, I trust your eye Laura. That quiet color was just right here. And I agree about paradise, it’s all around, show me something that isn’t. Someone recently said, “to exist is a gift.” They are right.
And I’m always on the lookout for it to counter my own and the worlds general negativity
I think you see it Laura, based on what you share, I think you do. Maybe we just all could stand to trust ourselves more. I work at that every day. I think we were made to see and to know, not the other way. Trust.
Truth. (K)
veritas K x
I don’t think I’ve seen Miscanthus seed heads before. Very pretty, and beautifully captured in that light 🧡
Thank you Kiki – I’d recommend growing them for this kind of beauty over winter as well as architectural stature – several types to choose from