all we were born to do

There are hearts to be found in quiet places… Here are a few I’ve photographed recently.

A lilac heart.

 

A sweet woodruff heart.

 

Bleeding hearts.

 

A yarrow heart.

 

I think passing love around
Is all we were born to do.

~Michael McDonald

 

May your day be touched by love.

Spring

Twinkling like the morning star along a quiet trail near our home, a bloodroot unfurls delicate petals…

As I was scrolling through my photo archives this morning, this image called to mind a simple line of poetry I whisper to myself each year. I’m posting it here to celebrate the joyous arrival of the vernal equinox. xo

Nothing is so beautiful as Spring —

~Gerard Manley Hopkins, (1844 – 1889)

abundance

Acknowledging the good that you already have in your life
is the foundation for all abundance.

~Eckhart Tolle

Everything

Everything is made out of Magic,
leaves and trees, flowers and birds,
badgers and foxes and squirrels and people.
So it must be all around us. In this garden–in all the places.

~Frances Hodgson Burnett, (1849 – 1924)

like pearls slipping off a string

I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid
or wonderful or exciting happens. But just those that bring simple little pleasures,
following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.

~L. M. Montgomery, (1874 – 1942)