DO YOU SEE IT?
We often seek beauty in the high places when its heart is already present in the lowly.
DO YOU SEE IT?
We often seek beauty in the high places when its heart is already present in the lowly.
With only the kiss of a late summer breeze on her limbs, Lady Cottonwood begins to teasingly disrobe, one golden garment at a time.
Such a coquet.
With no shame!
It was old and bent when found at a farm auction. But my Bob brought it home anyway, straightened the dings, filled in the missing parts, sanded away the dirt and grime and rust of years of neglect behind someone's barn, and repainted it.
If that isn't a picture of redemption, I don't know what is!