Looking Spring Up & Down

Once while on a walk my father-in-law, a rugged farmer and nature lover, he commented that he always looked up when walking in the woods while my mother-in-law always searched the ground for flowers. He looked up toward tree tops that held a mysterious beauty all their own.  He continued saying the woods was his sanctuary and it was here he found God, not within the four walls of a church. When I walk out my door these days I look up to find spring dressed in wedding white and....     

Even the small clusters clinging to heavily barked branches glow with pretty. 

The dogwood tree in the yard was a complete surprise.  Years ago I tried several times to grow dogwood trees, one pink and the other white.  Both trees died within the year and I never tried again.  When you stand beneath a dogwood and look up you can see layers of branches with the blood-tipped blossoms clinging tightly. 

Although I've been looking up quite a lot lately, it's a good idea to look down once in awhile and watch where you're stepping.

One more before I leave you...with all the serious business of living it's grand to have a reasons to smile so I must share this silly photo with you