Let's Walk into Spring


The shades of Magnolias are stunning at best, hushed at the right times and beautifully cast over the landscape. Who can refute its beauty? Tulips were involved on the peripherals of the path, framing the neighborhood in beauty.


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It's Wednesday! We are walking! As always, I want to thank @Tattoodjay for hosting the #WednesdayWalk challenge! It is a challenge that allows you to share what you see as you walk through your day. Show me where you walked today, I want to see what you got to see and hear what you have to say. If you want to do the challenge, drop him a link on his #WednesdayWalk post, so he can try to visit yours! Whatever your day looks like, it is worth a walk-through. You can't always have sunshine and rainbows, but, you can always have a #WednesdayWalk! So cast your hooks out to reel in some sunshine and happiness! You know you want to!


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Suddenly and without as much as a simple warning, the petals leave the bough and gracefully fall to the ground. One of the most powerfully romantic nature moments is the sight of those blossoms, even where they aren't perfect, like this year, themI. have loved every minute of it. A strong gust of wind can send down a flurry of these—randomly scattering them.


Do you have a favorite season or just love the one you are with? Tell me, do! Tell me, true!


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The cherry trees are of varying sizes because they were planted at different times. The bark is rough and gnarly, the blossoms soft and sweet. I love the way the sky looks soft and fuzzy behind the crisp details of the bark and blossoms. Everything is soft and beautiful right now. next week, perhaps not. The weather had been so unpredictable that it had ruined the entrance of the blossoms this year. Some froze, while others hadn't put out buds, so they were saved. So, the trees got off to an uncertain start this year. They seem to have turned out fine, it was I that was having a bit of trouble with it all.


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The sun warms my face as I look up to the sky, to once again enjoy the blossoms raining down on me. This is only a start, a little while longer and the grass is covered with them. Alas, the blooms are going back from whence they came. To be clear, the above photo is a Magnolia tree. She is not raining blossoms, but, if you look at the ground, she has had a rough time of it. The Magnolia danced all night long. I could hear Mother Nature blowing, and blowing, making life uncertain for the little blooms.


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It's a nostalgic time of the year, the connection of fleeting cherry blossoms and the events of your own life. The blooming of the cherry tree season is one of the first signs that spring is in the air. I want to thank @tattoodjay for hosting the challenge, #WedendayWalk, and making it a fun way to get out and meet your personal goals for fitness.


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All I have are my words, armed in my mind, written in pen, stand by stand. Oh, yes. Still by hand. It has a different feel. Altered not by keys, backspace, and delete, I write, erase, tear it to pieces, and start all over again. And again.

It’s my way. I walk out to the deep end of the page and dive right in.


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Thank you for visiting my post 💖 Don't ever forget what a wonderful world we live in, people. Some days, it is not as easy to see, just how amazing it really is. Me, I try to do my part. Kindness counts. Wherever you go, whatever you do.


Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course untrimmed:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st,
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Shakespeare


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