four leaf clover -


For ’tis green, green, green, where the ruined towers are gray, And it’s green, green, green, all the happy night and day; Green of leaf and green of sod, green of ivy on the wall, And the blessed Irish shamrock with the fairest green of all. ~Mary Elizabeth Blake

snowstorm -


Branches on the evergreens, are dressed in snowy white, as soft the moonlight sparkles, on this blanket of the night. Delicate, untouched and pure, is found the ground below, as gentle moonbeams glimmer, on the freshly fallen snow. -Pamela Joyce Randolph  

barn swallows -


When you come to the edge of all the light you have known and are about to step out into the darkness, faith is knowing one of two things will happen… there will be something to stand on, or you will be taught how to fly.

early morning -

WPC: Morning has broken

Morning has broken like the first morning Blackbird has spoken like the first bird Praise for the singing Praise for the morning Praise for them springing fresh from the world Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlit from heaven Like the first dewfall on the first grass Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden Sprung…

memorial day -

Memorial Day

A white marble headstone, in the Netherlands American Cemetery, marks the grave of a man who gave his life for his country during WWII.  He was killed on February 23, 1945 during the battle of the Roer River.  He was just 22 years old.  His ultimate sacrifice will not be forgotten.   Our flag does…

robin's nest -

WPC: Vibrant (robin’s nest)

‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops, at all. And sweetest, in the Gale, is heard And sore must be the storm That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm. I’ve heard it in the chillest land And…