2' x 4' "Mother" As I walk into the canyon, I am endlessy inspired by the beginnings. The beginnings, as the little shoots push up into the sunlight, after lying in wait, beneathe many feet of snow, for an entire winter. The beginnings, of trees stretching their branches skyward, bursting forth, budding and stretching with new growth. The beginnings of soil made fresh by the freezing earth, now thawing, to become supple again. Oh blessed earth, what endless miracles you give, and in giving share.
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