Another dusting of snow this morning. This juxtaposition intrigues me; the soft, feathery snow on the thorny cactus.
It seems days are like that sometimes. The soft, the light, the humorous at one turn, and the scratch of thorns at the next. Laugh while you’re bleeding. (Could be a line from a song; maybe it already is…)
But cacti are very resilient plants; able to survive in deserts. The prickly spines are actually the leaves of the cactus. And their stems (bodies) are built to store water. An example of success.
And it’s the weekend, and C has made brownies, so the house smells of chocolate on this Friday night…
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The world is full of cactus, but we don't have to sit on it. ~Will Foley
Toughness is in the soul and spirit, not in muscles. ~Alex Karras
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