The Little Things

When we tug at a single thing in nature, we find it attached to the rest of the world. John Muir

I know I’ve done droplets already, but they never cease to catch my eye and amaze me, so I’ll probably photograph and share them again and again.

This camellia shrub is right outside the front porch, so it’s hard to miss. You can actually see a piece of it in A Peek Outside — between our window and the unsuspecting subject.

The sun is threatening to come out this morning so I’m hoping to get out. Yesterday I picked my grandson up from school, and the big event was 31 flavors ice cream. I’m not sure which of us was more excited.

Sometimes the little things are the biggest things!

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My name is Janet, and I'm located in southern California. My blog is rather eclectic, featuring art, photography, and a little poetry, as well as short pieces of fiction (now and then). I also share about my walk of faith, and my journey through recovery from alcoholism.

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