My Backyard is Beautiful

My backyard is beautiful

The other day I ventured into my backyard, camera in tow, and began exploring through the lens. My backyard is beautiful. There are creeping vines that grip and crawl about the place, great big swaying trees whose leaves whisper in the breeze, and beautiful coy flowers that bloom so elegantly and quietly while the world about them bustles on.

Who cares that there is broken concrete and chain link fence and old garden tools strewn all about? The beauty found there can’t be upstaged by the lack of manicuring or organization. In fact I love how un-manicured it is. It’s so wild and free. And so very beautiful. And real beauty needs no help or guidance. It just is.

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