Posts Tagged ‘nature’

My life has taken a bit of a wild ride since I posted last. There have been  lots of changes,  some good and some bad.   That’s a post for another day, though.

Today, today I’m cracking the lid on this blog to share with y’all some of the amazing things I’ve found, walking in a local park. I’ve been walking a lot more lately, and found that it’s no longer something that I have to do, but something I actually enjoy doing. In fact when I’m stressed now, it’s the first thing that pops into my head, the  desire not to run and hide, but to go out and walk.  This, the the local hang out, the place anyone who is anyone wants to be. Well, anyone with feathers that is. But as LeVar Burton used to say on Reading Rainbow, “You don’t have to take my word for it.”

don't wanna share

These fellows love their home, which is up in the eaves of the gazebo there on the pond. I saw them this morning with my Mom and my nieces, and despite the heat, went home, got my camera and walked back to take pictures because they are just about to fledge.

One more week  and they will be out of the tiny nest and on their own, I’m betting. The nest is all ready way too small for them; the more adventurous of them were clinging to the outside of it  when Mom and Dad were off getting breakfast. Despite looking like grumpy old men, they were rather adorable, and peeping like mad when I got under their nest, though I have to say, I look NOTHING like  Mom or Dad.  Seriously, what is going on with the down on the sides of their heads? It looks like wild old-man hair. Check it out:

angry neighorman

You and your taking pictures in the middle of the day. In my day cameras stole your soul. We had to chisel images into stone if we wanted to remembering the event.

They weren’t the only attractions on my walk; check out these busy bees.

DSCN7492Not exactly sure what this is, but the aroma around the plants was like raspberries.  And the bees were chowing down. If I had a tiny microphone to stick amid the blossoms I’m pretty certain that I would have heard  SLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRP  *burp*  and then “excuse me”  Bees are very courteous diners. You didn’t know that? *HA* Obviously YOU never watched this  episode of  Reading Rainbow.

The last arresting bits in the park ( It was  eighty five degrees outside and it felt like 104 according to the weather man, due to the humidity)  were these cool green pockets  amid all the hot splashes of Sun.

DSCN7511 moss sunlighton a rock

After I found these, it was time to head home, before I completely melted into my shoes.  The cool thing is, a year ago, I’d not have gone out in the heat again and walked the extra  mile to get the pictures, having all ready walked two miles with Mom and the niece-lings.  Two years ago, I would have been in too much pain to even think about walking with Mom and the niece-lings.  Like I said before, there have been a lot of changes in my life since I posted last.  Good and bad. Hopefully a return to posting, will be counted as one of the good.

Until next time Scribes,

Encourage one another!

Fall is not my favorite time  of year (because of allergies) but there’s nothing more glorious than the trees in their changing hues.I marvel at how the Lord cloaks His world, giving us  one last brilliant tumble of colour before we begin the bleak watch of Winter. Take a look at the displays I’ve found. There isn’t a cathedral in the world that boasts more intense works of luminosity or pigment.

Look at the colour variance within a single leaf! There are  at least twenty different shades here; from ocher to marigold, from scarlet to ruby, from lemon to crimson and so many others that fall in between those titles.

This theme is definitely gold and emerald. There isn’t a stained glass window in the world more beautiful than this.  It is forever changing, and each switch from shade to light strikes a different hue.

Here even browns glow till they are caramel, made beautiful by the brush of light while cardinal and pink flash like the heart of flame.

And here lemon dances with peridot and burnt umber, while  rosy pinks play hide and seek in the background.

And last liquid canary and tawny kissed leaves nearly set the sky on fire.  These colours take my breath away, and remind me of the old hymn:


This is my Father’s world
And to my listening ears 
All nature sings, and round me rings
The music of the spheres
This is my Father’s World
I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees,  of skies and seas 
His hands the wonders wrought

This is my Father’s world
The birds their carols raise
The morning light, the lily white
Declare their Maker’s praise
This is my Father’s world
He shines in all that’s fair
In the rustling grass;I hear Him pass
He speaks to me everywhere

This is my Father’s world
O let me  ne’er forget 
That though the wrongs seem oft’ so strong
God is the ruler yet
This is my Father’s world:
Why should my heart be sad?
The Lord is King; let the heavens ring
God reigns; let the earth be glad

Maltbie D. Babcock


What glorious parts of the Lords creation have you found so far this year? Are the trees changing around you? Or is the temperature dropping? Let me know in the comments below!

Today, being Sunday and a lazy kind of day, I decided that I needed to get out into the sunshine despite not feeling my best. I’m glad I did. I rambled around the neighborhood and look what I found!  Lovely little white clusters of flowers!   I also found

lovely pink clusters of  flowers,

great pink and white tea-cups swaying on long thin branches

and little blossoms playing hide and seek with the wind.