Soul shine
When you can’t find the light
That got you through the cloudy days
When the stars ain’t shinin’ bright
You feel like you’ve lost you’re way
When the candlelight of home
Burns so very far away
Well, you got to let your soul shine
Phil, you dirty ‘ole bast*rd
In my neck of the woods, we’re used to snow… and lots of it. We’re used to biting winds and grey skies. We’re used to slippery back roads. We’re used to frozen fingers and frostbitten noses. We’re used to plowing the barnyard with the tractor at 2am and chiseling frozen cow sh*t from the barn…
I’d rather be mowing hay
Another Nor’easter rages outside my window. The winds are howling, the snow is falling and the temperature is dropping. Oh, how I’d rather be mowing hay in the summer sunshine!
Rainbow glow
Someday we’ll find it, the rainbow connection…
The lovers, the dreamers and me.
– Kermit the Frog
Late summer’s walk in the woods
As the sun wanes and the leaves slowly change, you can still find the beauty of summer tucked into the woods, if you just look closely.
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.
WPC: Morning (the lonely chair)
When I first open my eyes upon the morning meadows and look out upon the beautiful world, I thank God I am alive. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
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…
Wordless Wednesday: Queen Anne’s Lace
Wordless Wednesday: buttercup
WPC: Landscape (Amish country)
“Then followed that beautiful season… Summer… Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.” ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Garden review
Most years, I’m a scatterbrain when it comes to planning my garden. I usually grow what I think is pretty and don’t put too much thought into the layout of the garden until the last minute. This past year, I actually took the time to do companion planting and sketch the layout. This will hopefully…
WPC: Circle (summertime sunflower)
As another winter sets in, my thoughts circle back to warm summer days, gentle breezes and the humming of the bees.
Wordless Wednesday: waterfall
WPC: Connected (web)
One of my favorite things to do on a summer morning is to photograph the dew on spider webs (minus the spider, of course). I’m always amazed at how such an ugly bug makes such a beautiful masterpiece – each strand of silk delicately connected to the other.
The Farmers in the Dell 