sighs and stretches.
Waiting to exhale.
And paint the World
with her bouquet
of floral efflorescence.
Spring has been queued and is in the yawn & stretch stage. Ready to paint our World with beautiful colours.
Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
4 thoughts on “Waiting to Exhale”
Yes! Mother Nature is a beautiful artist.
She sure is. I’ve been seeing tiny blossoms popping this week. Soon a kaleidescope of colour.
I love recognizing Mother Nature in this way…
We’re in the stage of waiting for Mother Nature to up her colour palate. We’ll blink. And there’ll be blankets of it.