A touch of whimsy, the moon waiting in the garden to greet the dawn of each new day.
The delicate petals of a pansy seeking shelter from the noon day sun.
The simple dandelion is far more complex, far more deserving than its classification as a weed.
There is magic hidden within the shadows we cannot touch.
A wonder of Mother Nature's world, a moth visiting during the ritual of morning coffee.
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