A baby ladybug exploring Colonial Bentgrass panicle. Agrostis capillaris.
Miracles seem to rest, not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming suddenly near to us from far off, but upon our perceptions being made finer so that for a moment our eyes can see and our ears can hear that which is about us always.
~Willa Cather
I believe that we are immersed in beauty. Our capacity to see and appreciate the beauty around us depends on how much soul and spirit we can bring to the experience. And I feel that the place we call home is the one place a little more sacred than all the others. This blog is an experiment in seeing beauty. The pictures are all taken on my property on Gabriola Island (unless otherwise noted).
Monday, June 20, 2005
ladybug on grass
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