Kent Park, Webster, New York |
Anyone who follows my blog knows that Kent Park is one of my consistent "go to" places. Just around the corner from my house, it's my happy place.
I'll swear to you that each season is my favorite ... because there is always something unexpectedly beautiful.
It's all the same ... but it's all so different. Who knew that there are natural snowballs sitting in the fir trees .....
Who knew that the sun would create a subtle backdrop that would accentuate the complex texture of the fir tree path.
And, that the virgin snow would make me feel like I was trespassing on something sacred.
Sigh ....
Right down to the finest detail ... it's mezmerizing.
Somehow I felt like I was witnessing a formal dance .... with beautifully draped gowns ...
... and a curtsy for the next dance.
The ball room is beautifully decorated.
But ... I must go ... despite the desire to keep exploring.
It was a beautiful inspiring walk thru the park.
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Fifteen minutes of a magical tour
Fifteen minutes of being grateful
Fifteen minutes of being in awe of our world
Sigh ....
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