It’s Sunday again; my how time flies. Work, meetings, skirt chores and helping the Hubby will do that to a person.
This old wooden fence shows some rustic characteristics with its cracked posts. It’s in the same neighbor’s yard as the wagon wheels. I like the personality the deer skulls add to the fence.
Here is the southern portion of the same fence.
The petals on these flower have not fallen to autumns cool nights. The blooms are still bright and pretty.
These white flowers may be an ordinary color, but the beauty they add to the yard is delightful.
I had to look this one up: Bokeh is the artistic character of an out-of-focus area within a picture. I took this picture when I was in Nebraska. This chicken sits on Mom and Dad’s deck rail.
Some days we may feel like our dreams have fallen. Some days we may feel broken or fenced in. But, through our cracks comes the not so ordinary light of hope. This ray of light gives us reason to continue to move forward, to see beauty in the blur of life. Tomorrow is a new day, a fresh start.