During a budding spring day, hiking among the scrub along a trail in one of our nature preserves nearby, I realized I was seeing the vestiges of winter even though her presence had been mild and rainy this season. Browned, brittle leaves covered the path and beyond. Small twigs and limbs had been shed from the surrounding live oaks most likely resulting from one of our blustery storms that had blown through. Some of the leaves were just beginning their renewal on the trees after being dormant through our short winter.
And as I further scanned the forest floor my eye caught a most delicate and fragile creation. I had seen these before and I’ve always been struck by the intricate, lacy designs left after a leaf or flower has disintegrated during its natural decline. Nothing had yet destroyed its beauty in this frail state. Yes, beauty was present even in this advanced stage of transformation.
nature in constant
flux, beginnings and endings
snapshots of beauty
Join us at dVerse Poets as we enjoy another Haibun Monday with Susan Judd as our guest co-host with Bjorn where she shares her wonderful photography as inspiration.