With a hope of Spring to come.
A lingering imprint tells the tale.
The noise is always there and you are not alone.
The eye to see beauty before the first cut.
A promise for a new spring is just waiting.
Waiting for the winter rains to come.
One drop heals, but one drop too many…..
An early winter tableau as the setting sun gently touches these crimson rosehips.
A frosted pink by nature.
Sunrise along the river reveals worlds within worlds.
When you have warmth you share.
A rare frost is touched by dawns first light.All around it seems the jewel in the lotus has been revealed by the presence of the day.The ground is coated with heaven sent crystals each reflecting beauty, one to the other.Here, now, grace befriends us.Join The Good Men Project Community.“Here’s the thing about The Good Men…
A familiar setting that brings peace to the soul.
Very simple, very nice.
Water is Life; help Idir to get his well working so he can grow organic vegetables and teach local young people how to farm successfully in the desert.
Much needed and welcome!