I have a love affair for pampas grass.
I love how the sun hit this one just right.
I love that when you look closely how they look curly and fuzzy almost.
I love how one strand can be so beautiful all by itself.
Or how beautiful it is as a whole.
At sunset
Isn't it funny how one day you can walk past something without even knowing how truly
beautiful it really is.
And how another day you walk out and are stopped in your tracks, because it is glowing with beauty.
Can people see Gods beauty in you?