In the Quietus
The earth’s music could be heard
We stopped to listen
In this period of quietus, I’m working on photographs of almost every flower we have in our yard. These are in a pot near the front porch. I was drawn to the splashes of dark pink, and the way they contrast with the bright white petals. Nature’s display of diversity.
There are silver linings and hidden treasures in everything we encounter; all we must do is listen and look.
Written for the Word of the Day Challenge: Quietus