Blue Gate
That is really the purpose of my walks. I’m always wondering, what can I explore next? What might be around the next corner that I haven’t noticed before? Along an ordinary path, I came across this weathered blue gate. The peeling paint, the little wire basket filled with leaves, and the simple garden sign looked as though someone had arranged it for a magazine. Oh my, what a small reward it felt like to find something so pretty. Sometimes you’re simply lucky enough to come upon these little treasures. You just have to be looking.
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