In my garden this spring, a large orange poppy releases its petals to the soil below.
A little bit of what I’ve been up to while in salmon Arm ~
Last week Zana and I went into town for groceries, parked the truck and went in to shop. When we came back there was a little pile of snail shells on the concrete in front of the truck.
Random act, magic spells, or a child unloading her pocket ? Doesn’t matter. But I tell you, the snails in Salmon Arm are spectacular!
I find endless inspiration in the early morning light that falls across my garden. Especially the poppies. Their translucence, like a piece of stained glass held up to the light.