Swans are grace in action.
Coneflowers grace and bless our front yard.
We often see turkey vultures soar over our home. When viewed up close they are homely creatures. When seen like this, they are graceful, beautiful. Faye calls them her buddies.
Every day while I am at work, this sparrow (I think it’s a Song Sparrow) graces me with its lovely song.
Riding high, the waxing moon returns to the night sky.
Like the moon, I have returned. My spiritual, creative, energies were a bit drained. It was good to put the camera down, good to rest, refresh, recharge. It’s good to be back and share what I see. To return to sharing the grace and the bounty all around me.
Before sunlight can touch the stubbled corn field, it blushes the bush.
A wonderful visual expression of graceful, languid movement.