The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere . . . John Muir, naturalist
It is the time of year when I begin to miss my garden. Lovely as the winter woods are, I hunger for the color of bloom and leaf. I have already marked the seed catalogs and have started a spreadsheet of possible purchases, dreaming of the garden season to come. As a way of reminding myself that spring will follow the long winter months, I will soon begin each day watching one of my large collection of garden videos. But early this morning, after many dark gloomy days, I saw the sun rising through the clouds. I grabbed my camera and the dog and went hunting the only color in nature at this time of year – in the sky.
I’m versatile! Two blogging friends, poet AZ/catcherofstars at Verse Not Prose and photographer Kerry at Lightscapes Nature Photography, have honored me with another award, the Versatile Blogger Award. Since I am still deep in composing and recording this week, I will post about this award on Sunday, the first day of the new year. It seems an appropriate way to begin a new leaf. In the meantime, I wish everyone a safe and happy New Year’s Eve celebration!
Text and images of “The Only Color Is In The Sky” ©2011 Lynn Emberg Purse, All Rights Reserved
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