Fourth Leaf From the decay of the birch emerges clover and moss; an unexpected enchantment. Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
Lovely. Just yesterday on a walk I stopped again and again to admire moss on exposed tree roots and to marvel at what grows there. Perfect! LikeLike Reply
Beautiful photo. Beautiful words. thanks for taking the time to stop by my blog. Emily LikeLike Reply
The three and especially the four leaf clovers are always full of enchantment. Beautiful! LikeLike Reply
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Lovely. Just yesterday on a walk I stopped again and again to admire moss on exposed tree roots and to marvel at what grows there. Perfect!
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Hopeful indeed! Very well written… hugs xoxoxo
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That is a lovely poem, beautiful imagery
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The continuous growth of nature .. lovely …
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I really liked this!
perfect description of the cycles !
Take Care…
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Beautiful photograph, beautiful expression.
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Unexpected enchantment….so beautiful and hopeful:) *Thank you.*
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I love your work!
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Beautiful photo. Beautiful words.
thanks for taking the time to stop by my blog. Emily
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The three and especially the four leaf clovers are always full of enchantment. Beautiful!
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