
A rose by any other name… even in it’s imperfection, the rose is a delicate creation that enthralls me with its variation in color and exquisite aroma… if I were a bee…
A rose by any other name… even in it’s imperfection, the rose is a delicate creation that enthralls me with its variation in color and exquisite aroma… if I were a bee…
This bug eyed creature seems to be posing for me as I respect the work that it is doing for our environment and the procreation of nature’s grace. I love bees… and I do believe this one loves me!
These glorious sunrises have enlightened me as my eyes naturally turn upward the moment I step outside. The colorful displays of beauty provide my soul with a peaceful easy feeling. ☯️♥️
The reproductive cycle continues in nature… ever flowing never static… from the #yin to #yang. Until we pollute or destroy its balance…
Often times Mother Nature takes it upon herself to build natural barriers for her creations. It is interesting to watch how each of them adapt… their flexibility is incredible as the bends and twists occur as needed.
Come closer, but don’t let the spines grab you. If you peer into the fleshy skin of this cactus you see the lush green underbelly and the baby spines fighting to burst forth into existence. I want to touch but think I may not…
The flowing fronds of these majestic palms welcome me to the desert sunrise. They wave with such grace and are not static or stoic. I love the feeling of being among these giants… I feel loved.
I look from left to right:
withered bloom
Newly forming buds
Full blooming flower
All performing the tasks assigned to them by Mother Nature, obediently.
I am mesmerized by reflecting images of nature admiring itself… as the vanity of its actions are hidden by the scenery it enjoys…