Gifts of Grace

By grace

Dusk

Got home just after sunset. Didn't think I'd have anything to post. Just playing, seeing what might reveal itself, I found several images I liked.

Today my heart was touched by a dog making friends with everyone at the bus stop, a few bright lemon yellow sycamore leaves dancing against the green, the odd single branch in russet shades, a mossy tiled roof strewn with beech leaves so beautiful in the soft light they brought tears to my eyes. Ephemeral, all of it.

And no camera. I've pretty much given up taking my camera with me when I go away from home - I never remember to take it out of my bag.

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