Adjective: charmingly or exquisitely beautiful. I’m not sure what this tree is called but it must be called “beautiful”. I mean, seriously. Even the passed flower is exquisite-the shriveled tendrils look like a watercolor painting to me, hues of pinks and mauves streaming down the paper. I spotted this tree on Thursday while I was prop shopping on the Cape. I drove past it and knew I had to go back. There are so many times that I see something and tell myself to stop but I don’t and just keep driving. Why? What’s my rush? Why not stop and smell the proverbial roses? Live each day to the fullest. Enjoy. Breathe it in. Soak it up. Sadly there are times when we are reminded how fleeting life really is and how we are never guaranteed a tomorrow. One week ago today we said our final goodbyes to our dear friend John. It will never seem fair that such a good man is gone and it will never make sense that somebody can be here laughing and living one moment and gone the next. He will be forever missed and forever in our hearts. So on that day with a beautiful new prop in the back of my car I took the long way home with my windows down, driving slow so I could just enjoy. I stopped. I took pictures. And it made me happy. Enjoy. xoxo
Danielle - Oh! These are my favorite trees! You captured it beautifully.
I’m sorry for your loss. I suppose when any happy person leaves this world, it’s a loss for us all.
Ginger - Simply Beautiful Stephanie!!
Tanzyn - gorgeous!!!
kimberly Postma - so moving – both your photography and your story.