Beach and Lake Michigan Beyond
The color of springtime is in the flowers, the color of winter is in the imagination. ~Ward Elliot Hour
This quotation is so true. When I look out from my window, I mostly see my neighborhood dressed in winter’s white, and rather a worn white it is this far into the season. I find I turn inward and let my imagination soar. I imagine beyond what I can see, and take myself on many pleasant trips as I write.
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