In the dead of winter it’s hard to believe that Spring will ever come again. Everywhere I look I see nothing but snow. There are no leaves on trees nor any sign of life anywhere so I take this time to look back on all the pictures I’ve taken of flowers and trees and life. They are not dead, only asleep. When the time comes, they will wake from their deep sleep and burst into colour. Well, except for the ones that didn’t make it through the winter. I guess I’ll find out in a couple of months what made it and what didn’t.
There is no perfect place anywhere on earth. The tropics have hurricanes and earthquakes. In Oklahoma they have tornados. Some other places have volcanoes. We have frigid temperatures in winter and blazing hot summers. Everybody’s got something.
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