Berries beckon in autumn light, Promising birds’ and squirrels’ delight. As winter days approach ahead, God grants his creatures to be fed.
Through raindrop-streaked windows, I see treetops reaching toward gray clouds, The highest trunks yielding healthy green domes. Scanning downward, some are cicada-stricken: Brown tips sagging limply. Further still: bare wood, all the way from branch tips Down, down, out of view. Living together – I imagine sharing memories of better days, perhaps – Appearing togetherContinue reading “Green Domed Unity”
Holly trees, pushing red berries, beckon squirrels to breakfast. Chirping cardinals on this cloudy morn. Deciduous trees beginning to bare hidden branches. Life cycling in and out. Here I sit in the middle of it all. Christ is mystery… And lovely! Squirrels busily bending branches to fill their bellies. I marvel at survival’s bursting energy.Continue reading “Pondering Life this Autumn Morning”
In the midst of these uncertain times, I sought peace. A busy morning, surrounded by loving people, later finding myself at home, thinking of things that aren’t going quite well, I yearned to be in Christ’s creation for a lesson. Pulling up a chair by the fishpond, I quieted my thoughts, and took in theContinue reading “Life-giving Water”
The round green lily pad leaves begin to push up and unfurl from the depths of water in the spring. Beginning to cover the top of my pond, they will help to hide the 30 fish from the great blue heron’s keen eyes. The surface water had frozen over during winter’s cold, the fish inContinue reading “The Lotus and Me”