This week’s backyard …









Unexpected morning delights
This week’s backyard …









Unexpected morning delights
If one looks up
If one sets aside the work
If one pays attention to something other than details
If one puts down the ‘device’
If one raises one’s eyes to see something else
If one looks out the window once in awhile
One might see something
… unexpected
… kinda cool
… sorta comical
… graceful in a goofy sort of way
… maybe beautiful
… maybe not
… but interesting
… And delightful nonetheless
If one just looks up.
Unexpected Delight… Today’s Gift




Some might curse the springtime snow


Others…

Play!!

Unexpected delight
Today’s gift
Days… Past…

Days… Today…




Days… To Come


The day’s gifts…
There have been some nose-running, cold mornings this winter. In spite of that, I’ve taken my camera out, along with my (still learning how to use them) close-up rings to see if I could come up with at least five frosty photos good enough to post. Here’s what I have…






This is my Father’s world.
Today’s gift
Unexpected delight…
When grandkids live half a continent away, it’s a treat to get an unsolicited note.
My middle school age grandson’s simple message was, “Look what I did today.” It was followed by a few dozen photos taken on a day off from school after an overnight ice storm.
As a proud Grampa, I thought I’d share. Here are a few of his shots.






Today’s gift
Icy blast
Winter wind
Drifting snow
Winter Storm
Slipping treads
Shoveling, plowing
Aching back
Spring ahead?

It’s January …
Enjoy the beauty


Have some fun

Today’s gift
Sunrise… It happens everywhere.

Sun, Earth solstice bound
Daily darker, woe, and woe
Wait! Tomorrow’s hope
Sun, Moon, Venus, Mars
All the rest, twirling, whirling
Sphere music, dancing
Cosmos - all of it
Creator loved, Son redeemed
Heaven, nature sing!
Today's hope and gift

I remember back then
when walking along the swamp path
I remember seeing lavender, pink and orange
Hugging the horizon
A rich palette of color
Leaking through skeletal trees
Announcing the arrival of the sun
To light the day.
I remember walking not so long ago
Same path, same sky, same everything
Yet a gray shroud laid across the sky holding back
A flood of color trying in vain to influence the day
Amidst steel wool clouds rolling out an even darker gray
All making me wonder, why bother
If there is no sunrise
To light the day
Then I remembered something
As I walked along the swamp path
I remembered some wisdom from a friend who said
Even though the kaleidoscope of morning beauty
Is hidden and all seems lost, grim, hopeless
Unseen on the other side of the gray
There’s always a sunrise
To light the day
Sunrise, today’s gift
