My grandmother used to tell me that the rain was God’s tears, cleaning the earth. I thought of her as I captured this shot. Shutter Sister’s One Word Project. My word? Imagine. ************ Have a wonderful weekend!
A fresh start. A new month. Welcome, February. My word for this month? Imagine! Imagine the possibilities if we did not ask permission to be who we are. Imagine if we did not put a ceiling on our thoughts or dreams. Imagine turning back on the wrong road traveled, no matter how far you’ve gone....