Pictures I took on my walk in the park this morning. It's actually not really a park - more a garden, an enclosed secret garden, or so I like to think - my secret garden. It's a heartwarming sight to see these tiny green things grow out of the winter earth - signs of spring, signs of hope, smiles for the soul. I brought home a single winter rose for the Buddha - a reminder for the rest of the week when winter feels weary.
Sitting Still... Doing Nothing...
Spring Comes...
Grass Grows...
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