
Lots of stuff for which to be thankful…



Don’t you think?



(Fill in the blanks.) I’m thankful for ______ .
Today’s gift

Lots of stuff for which to be thankful…



Don’t you think?



(Fill in the blanks.) I’m thankful for ______ .
Today’s gift
For some reason today’s walk seemed to take longer. Even though I walked the same path and distance at the same early morning time, it seemed longer. Maybe different sounds, different sights?
Today, when I started down the path the dark sky whispered, “Look at me!” There they were, a sliver of a waning crescent moon (only hours away from becoming new) hanging below bright Venus in the eastern sky. Both of them shone brightly before the not-quite-here-yet sunrise. Then when I turned to the southwest there was Orion, big and bright. The stellar views stopped me and made me wish I had my good camera and not just my phone.


Maybe you saw all this, too. Maybe you caught some of this beautiful display from your driveway as you got ready to head out for the day.
Perhaps you had the window seat on that early southbound flight I spied overhead. Maybe from there you peeked out and caught an up-close glimpse of the shining crescent.
Maybe you wondered as you looked out the kitchen window, nursing the first cup of coffee, “What is that bright star in the east?”

Or maybe the clouds got in the way.
The amazing thing is, no matter if there are clouds or the objects fade ahead of the rising Sun, they still remain in their appointed places doing what they are created to do, singing the Creator’s praise.
Sometimes I sing along, joining “the music of the spheres.”
And sometimes, on cloudy days, I try to remember mornings like this. I try to remember that “this is my Father’s world.”
Today’s gift.

Spring, gone for now


Summer’s final flowery fling


Autumn’s seedy start




Winter’s waiting, oh yes, waiting


Still, today’s gift
Walking…






… in the rain
Today’s gift
Simple…
A – B – C
It’s yellow and black
Zipping forward… Buzzing…
Finding flowers
Mining them for nectar
Picking up pollen
Flitting backward… Zzubing…
It’s black and yellow
A Bee! See?
Simple…




Some think,
“Um, pine trees?”
Yep, they are pine trees.

Some think,
“Wow, tall.”
For sure, they are tall

Some think,
“Magnificent.”
Magnificent. No doubt.


And some think,
“Cathedral.”
A place for worship.
Indeed, a cathedral to worship
the Creator of magnificent, tall pine trees
A psalm. For giving grateful praise.
Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth.
Worship the Lord with gladness;
come before him with joyful songs.
Know that the Lord is God.
It is he who made us, and we are his;
we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.
Enter his gates with thanksgiving
and his courts with praise;
give thanks to him and praise his name.
For the Lord is good and his love endures forever;
his faithfulness continues through all generations.
Today’s Gift
It took a bit longer to mow the backyard this afternoon. I got distracted by these beauties.


Unexpected delight
Today’s gift
*I was weeding the flowerbeds the other day. I took along my camera. Here are more ‘square inches’ of God’s creation that I found.
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No poetry
No preaching




Just the rest of the pictures
From my weeding adventure




*I was weeding the flowerbeds the other day. I took along my camera. Here’s a ‘square inch’ of God’s creation that I found.
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One day I spied … a creature
Exploring a rocky corner
Not one day
Not two days
But many days of exploring
… Searching for what?

Searching the rocks for
A bite to eat?
A place to live?
A mate?
… All the while darting all around? How?
This creature has wings
Four wings
Amber wings
Four, big Amber wings
… What about the rest of it?

This creature’s body
Has three sections - head, thorax, abdomen
It’s two inches long, black, yellow, red
With one wicked looking stinger
… Anything else?

Only the female
Lays eggs
Digs the burrow
Has a stinger to paralyze prey
… Prey, what prey? Pray tell?
Ah, the prey!
Here’s where we get the clue
It will help us name this very interesting insect
This large, flying wasp of a creature
In search of a
… cicada …
To nourish newly hatched eggs
Its name?
Cicada Killer

Doing what it was created to do
Today’s gift