There - when I could barely make a step when all of me screamed of tiredness meandering unsure of my path wary of each little sound coming from the woods - the rustle of leaves the startled cry of birds - I saw a daisy wild and alone blooming right on the road rocky and forlorn Could it have survived a well-trodden path? Maybe - maybe not For sure its beauty was a welcome respite. ~~~~~ WPC: THE ROAD TAKEN
Lovely. Just lovely.
Thank you, Osyth. 🙂
Thanks, Osyth. 🙂
My absolute pleasure 😊
appreciate the care you give even for a tiny little daisy, such sensitivity for life’s fragility, happy I chanced upon your lovely words Imelda.
Thanks for the kind words. 🙂 The pleasure is mine.
Appreciating life’s perfect little moments of beauty with your words and image, Imelda.
Thanks, Jane. 🙂
Wonderfully articulated, Imelda. True beauty lies in the smallest and simplest things around us. Love this shot that you took. It is a small flower, but it looks like it is happily standing tall on its own. You must have gotten down low for this shot 🙂
Thanks, Mabel. Yeah, I knelt on the ground to get this shot. Fortunately, this is an abandoned road in a rural area – hardly anybody goes this way – so I was able to focus with not much difficulty. 🙂
Have had similar thoughts. Thank you for expressing them so beautifully.
My pleasure, Ms. Jenner. 🙂 Thank you very much for dropping by. 🙂