Anyal Lee

Natural Progression Anyal Lee

I could not have conjured a more idealistic representation, of how rapidly circumstances can morph from one phase to the next, than the radical transformation mother nature staged today. The tightly guarded buds of early this morning, have elegantly unfolded this eve. The absence of barren areas of my lawn, barely precluded the humming, of a neighboring mower. Strings of eggs, now dot the bustling pond, as proud toads boast their bubble throats. Planters, earlier content to idly perch the porch, now strut bold hues amid awakened foliage. Blue skies, now sport cotton clouds. The arid waterfall now moistened. A gift from God, this day has been, for money could not buy it. As torches flicker in the breeze, and doves huddle within reach, I pray the aura of this day, sustains me through the showers, lurking on distant horizon... This book seeks to capture the essence of nature at her best.