Showing posts with label birdhouse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birdhouse. Show all posts

Thursday, October 17, 2013

Saturday, October 06, 2012

Good Morning, Winter!

What a difference a day makes!  When I woke up this morning I could FEEL the soft heaviness.  If you live somewhere that  gets heavy snows, you know what I mean.  Everything just feels softer, weightier and dulled after a heavy snow.  Our sky is heavy today as well.  It's gray and leaking its contents even still.  It is time for me to get over autumn and embrace this other beauty... winter.

Talk about a late bloomer!  This poor clematis blossom looked like a frozen beauty.


You can feel the heaviness just by looking at this photo, can't you?


It also seems pretty quiet in our backyard.


Bode was pretty surprised about the overnight change.  
  

He got wound up for a bit.


He's quite a princess, though.  He had his fun and then wanted inside quickly.
Viszlas don't have an undercoat so I'll try to not make fun of him.


Friday, September 21, 2012

Winding Down

These last days of Summer are all the sweeter because I know they are almost over.  Our backyard will all too soon be covered in snow.  But for now, I am enjoying the crisp air and soft sun combination while listening to the spray of our sprinklers.














Thursday, December 15, 2011

Awake Too Early

I confess.  I have been awake since 4:00 a.m. today.  I went to sleep easily and slept well until then.  However, at that time I let worry creep in.  I know better.  Does that happen to any of you?  I laid there and kept telling myself that all the worries flitting through my mind could be handled during the day, yet, I kept worrying.

So, this post is really for me.  If you are a worrier as well, though, this might be for you also.  It is from Matthew 6:25-27.

25 "Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? 26Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his lifeb?


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