While walking the dogs yesterday morning, I was struck by the beauty of spring. Visual, aural, tactile. The redbuds glowing on the edge of the forest, with just the hint of green leaf shoots for competition. The quiet countryside, except for the occasional birdsong. The shining sun against a blue sky, with a gentle cool breeze ruffling the tall grass. The kind of beauty I want to capture in an elixir that can be taken by the cupful during cold, dark and dreary Decembers.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
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