Still retaining the enjoyment of the pearly white dogwood branches abiding on my dining room table from Resurrection Sunday.
This morning as I was making my way into the kitchen, I glanced outside and the aura of the dogwood trees in the backyard was luminous.
I stop breathing just for a moment, the beauty was breathtaking.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
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