I've posted more than one photo looking out this front door of mine. Some were of the snows and of the ice that had crashed down onto the porch. Somewhere in this blog it showed the snow drifted so high in front of this door that there was no way in, or out. Some were of the green fullness of summer days or the brilliance of spring blossoming and now, the colors that seem to knock gently making me hurry each morning to open the shades and let them all flood into the room. This picture, taken last week, actually was to show that snow was blowing around. The snow did not come out in the picture, but still, the picture held it's own beauty, if only to me.
Soon to be gone, but then, another picture will be waiting to be captured.
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