Just me and my camera and a tender sort of hope, looking to find whatever might be.
The springtime had begun a playful mix of new grass and wildflowers, mixing with the brown, dry leaves of winter.
What appeared to be some tiny Queen Anne’s lace plants were emerging from under those leaves.
New life, fresh, green, white.
It was time for a picture.
Sometimes God blesses me with a quiet time alone, just walking in the grass.
A time to rest from hurried things and a time to be silent as I take it all in.
My soul finds rest in God alone; my salvation comes from Him.
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