Yesterday, I received a package from one of my best friends. Inside was a gorgeous burlap wreath complete with drama, glitz, and of course peacock feathers. I needed this infusion of color right now! The snow piles are all greyish and sad. The grass is this sick washed out green. This friend of mine is the rare sort of person that refuses to become bitter; she allows the Grace of God to flow through her without losing the ability to be stalwart in her beliefs. She helps me stave off the bitterness that creeps into my personality. Did I mention that she also keeps me up to date on recent music offerings like the Wu-tang clan. Apparently, the Wu-tang clan is not a group of rogue ninjas as I assumed.
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BTW, I am not a photographer, and do this no justice of how awesome this wreath is!