not only for the rain . . .
July in Texas most often marks true beginning of summer. Little rain. Relentless sunshine giving notice that life draining high …
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Not alone . . .
Out for an evening walk, the silence is profound. Cool, clear weather perfect. A soft orange glow filters over rooftops, …
silence . . .
Silence is all I heard as I opened my back door late last night. Peace all I felt. A quiet …
what or whom do you reflect . . . ?
The world awakening to early morning light. Still . . . everything stilled. Not a breath of wind, the atmosphere …
disrupted . . .
Brilliant sunshine after days of clouds, mist, rain, cold. Less wind. Warmer temperatures than the norm in mid-January. Squirrels scampering. …
My hope and confidence . . .
Be still, my soul; the Lord is on your side; Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain; In every …
peace has landed . . .
Sounds of late spring are noisy today . . . Powerful south winds are tossing large branches to and fro across the top of our magnificent …
the battles continue . . .
For some time I have been silent . . . not intentional, just not writing. Perhaps related to the struggles …
trust and be not afraid . . .
My backyard is once again filled with activity following a strange season. No squirrels, no cardinals, no doves, no woodpeckers . . . …
tale of two toddlers . . .
A fledgling cardinal sat at our bird feeder trying to provide sustenance for itself. Struggling with the seeds. Looking for …
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