
The trees droop laden with the innocence of snow. Footprints lead the way to somewhere you want to go. While the season chills us we still wander through magic days. Enjoy. -Mandy Ricks

The trees droop laden with the innocence of snow. Footprints lead the way to somewhere you want to go. While the season chills us we still wander through magic days. Enjoy. -Mandy Ricks

Sometimes, against all odds, all logic, we still hope.
That’s what the holidays are all about: hope.
-Mandy Ricks

I am looking for a lovely quiet place where I can listen to the silence. -Mandy Ricks

Find the wild
Listen quietly to the sound of the wilderness
Trees rustling
birds chirping
the breeze whispering.
Breathe all of it in and you will feel like the wisest of us all.
-Mandy Ricks

All of us have a piece of wild that lives in our soul.
Keep it.
Treasure it.
Love it.
Because it will protect you during war.
-Mandy Ricks

I can still feel your love like the glimmer of a firefly caught in the evening’s embrace. -Mandy Ricks

The path to gratitude is acceptance. – Mandy Ricks

Macro daisies. What a delight.

There are always flowers for those that want to see them.
