I am ready for springtime, so I was outside today in the flowerbeds looking for new growth and I found some even some tiny flowers were there. But for my photo of the day I liked the textures in these pictures. This week has been a little sad, a good friend of mine lost someone very close to them. As I was looking at the dead remains of these flowers I saw a distinct beauty. And as I consider this time of year it brings to mind Easter and the resurection. The true beauty in death is that it is not the end, only the end of this state a doorway to the next.
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