Beauty is where you see it

Beauty is where you see it as someone else might think of this as an old dried weed and dead tree branches. I love the old twisted wood off sagebrush and trees and I loved the dried weeds.

Have you ever seen one of the wreaths that is made from dried weeks, they are gorgeous. I love the whole cycle of the earth. I love spring and the new shoots of life, summer with the warm sun, the crisp feel of fall and the white of winter. They all play a part in our making our beautiful state.

Oregon is like no other in my eyes, it has it all, the ocean, the mountains, the plains, the desert, the hills, the buttes, the cities and on and on.  I love Oregon!