a gratitude fling...

the weather here in bohemia is mercurial... the bohemian is sure she has mentioned that before. once or twice. per season, even. possibly...

but she never tires of her mountains, at the feet of which she is so thankful to be able to dwell...

and although the wind tried to destroy her camellia bush by blowing half of it over, still it blooms into glorious profusion, to her deep delight...

exchange group challenge: purple and yellow

she is so thankful for time. and resources. and the ability to create...

thankful for PAINT!  and such variety of colors! yummy...

and she's thankful for her tiny magnolia tree, blossoming in fragile white star blossoms the season of its second year of life.

and she is so thankful for her quiet place. a bower beneath the fruit trees, where she can read and think and listen to nature around her... and remember how deeply blessed she is. wishing you deep blessings and refuges full of sweet nature with its riotous colors! go out and take a look....