Sunday Stroll
Today as I walked around snapping photos, I imagined those dormant little buds bursting forth leaves in the spring. But then I decided to appreciate the beauty of the dormant stage as it is, and how dormancy enables these plants to survive the chilly winter.
The blue hydrangeas in the front of the house.
A little lilac, transplanted from Ed’s parents’ house.
The teeny dawn redwood tree.
Branches of our sugar maple against the blue sky.
To see who else is strolling today, visit the Quiet Country House.
Farmer's Daughter 
The snow scene–and dormant stage–are both beautiful, but I can’t wait for green leaves and sprigs to sprout! Will the groundhog see his shadow and do you even believe this old wives’ tale?
I always love the sight of white birches against the sky. Yours look particularly pretty against such a bright blue sky! I’m glad you strolled.
I love the simplicity of bare branches and the abiding quiet of sleeping trees, bushes and perennials. Thanks for the reminder that all is as it should be.