Morning light

I've voted—early, by mail in our state. I've contributed to non-violent politicians and causes. Now I wander to see tiny beauty in the morning. Or rather, what looks remarkable to me in moments of light.

 

This small maple of some sort was gasping when we moved here. My husband offered tender loving care and water—what a concept, and it began to grow.

 

Thanks for looking. (The histogram looked great ;)

 

Larger: www.flickr.com/photos/jan-timmons/45585668532/sizes/h/

 

 

Done