Seen after a rapid downburst rainshower this afternoon. The yellows and greens glowed in that strange, grey, after-storm light. All the world looks lit from within — and also intensely private. Introspective and mysterious, like a woman eight months pregnant.
There is something sacred going on here.
I’m going to be quiet now.
While that question is probably a little difficult to answer in a paragraph (or even in a lifetime), I can tell you that my name is Meredith, and that I love to ponder life's mystery and beauty and joys and then write about them. This blog is all about my interactions with Nature during my walks in the woods, visits to Botanical Gardens, in my own small, organic kitchen garden -- and anywhere else I happen to be when inspiration strikes.
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