- From the Seedy Part of Town
- Must Not Give Up!
- If I Only Had a Picture
- Home: January 15, 2008
- Miss you, Dad!
- Another Graduation in the Can!
- Weekly Challenge Post #2: Curves (in Seattle)
- Weekly Photo Challenge: Curves
- More FUNna!
- Deer Fence
- A Feeble Fable
- You seem a bit unapproachable today . . .
- The Flora and the FUNNa at Descanso Gardens
- Thought for the Day: Water, the New Ice Cream
- Call It Art
- Nature’s Hallelujah!–A Hummingbird Story
- Outside My Office Window
- Tiger, Tiger Burning Bright
- Weekly Photo Challenge: Fleeting
- Telephone Booth!!!!
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Tag Archives: Christian
One spring, there was a mama and a daddy. As this story begins, daddy is gone about his business–just off doing what daddy hummers do. The mama fashioned a nest out of spiders’ webs and this and thats, filaments of … Continue reading
With fire and form and bursting light, life unfolds its fragile strands to live and breathe and die to live again.
…Love your neighbor as yourself… Mark 12:31
For grass and seed and backyard bounty, for mates and chicks and sheltering, I am thankful, while groaning along with the rest of creation for wolf-lamb comforts and calf, lion, and yearling communion, and the leading of a little child. That it … Continue reading
Next time, I will rest walk. I will not flit from flower to flower like a butterfly, capturing this and that in my digital memory. As fun as that is, next time, I will think walk. I will not adrenalin-rush the … Continue reading
The young and vibrant are praised just because– all that color and life, a grace. But even in the light grip of the wounded and aged–the letting go– there is a glory. There is beauty in the fallen and glory in … Continue reading
Do I feel safe, knowing it was New England and not California? Is 3000 miles a wide enough span to let me breathe, while clucking my tongue at such horrors in the world? Is 3000 miles far enough away to … Continue reading
I’m not very good at this movie making techy stuff, but hope you enjoy the pictures behind my track. This was recorded in 2011 and is available for a whopping .99 on Amazon. Ignore all the pirated stuff from my … Continue reading
Comfort the mourning, mend the broken, order the steps of the helpers, and help us to love our enemies as Christ would. Oh, God. Let it be. Praying for Boston’s suffering.