Choose: Decay or Shine

Woke up this morning giving thanks to the Father and counting my blessings, there are many. Then I remembered a photo that I wanted to share and began looking for a poem to go with it. I have a few favorite poets, but I didn’t find anything that stood out. I Googled ‘decay poem’ and…

What Are Ya Reading

I just finished a 4-part series by Jenny B. Jones called Katie Parker Series. I read all four books in a week in between painting my house and packing up boxes.  We’re getting our house ready to sell. We are going to live in our travel trailer for awhile until we figure out where we…

A Glimpse of Autumn

As we took a walk this afternoon , between downpours, I began noticing the yellow and reddish hues of the Elm and Dogwood trees. Seems summer might be on its way out and Autumn just around the corner. 🍂I can only hope! 🍁

Windows

You are the light of [Christ to] the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden; nor does anyone light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a lampstand, and it gives light to all who are in the house. Let your light shine before men in such a way…

Old Bench

A  bench sits in a corner of our garden, we dare not sit on it though, for it is very old and rickety,   it’s once red stained slats are now gray and brittle.   Although, the birds and squirrels don’t seem to mind it’s state of disrepair.

Splish, Splash–Baby Jay’s Bath (9 photos)

Anyone who has had the opportunity to observe Blue Jays will know what characters they are.  I first became acquainted with them when we moved to east Texas from southern Arizona over 10 years ago.   They’ve quickly become one of my favorites. In the summer I love watching the baby Jays explore the world…

Keep It Simple

“Of all the commandments, which is the most important?”  “The most important one,” answered Jesus, “is this: ‘Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is one. Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength.’ The second is this: ‘Love…

Through the Goldenrod

Because its myriad glimmering plumes Like a great army’s stir and wave; Because its golden billows blooms, The poor man’s barren walks to lave: Because its sun-shaped blossoms show How souls receive the light of God, And unto earth give back that glow I thank him for the Goldenrod. ~Lucy Larcom