When God sorts out the weather and sends rain, Why, rain's my choice. James Whitcomb RileyDriveway dark with wet,Brown grass wicking the moisture,Trees drinking it in with arms spread wide,Roof serenading me with drumming,Raindrops washing the window for me.This weather is washing my soul,Renewing and repairing my senses,Freshening the prairie like wind off the ocean. I savor the... Continue Reading →

Beginning is half done.Robert SchullerAmazingThat they don't freezeUp they pop–Green sproutsReady for spring Not willing to waitFor warm days and sun-filled skies.In February, when snow Is a coverlet of pure white,They raise their leavesLike flags of victoryCome on, Beauties,Even a frost won't lessenThe wonder Of your yellow trumpetsSinging:Spring, Spring, Spring!

Each season has its own beauty...a picture which was never been seen before and shall never be seen again.Ralph Waldo EmersonLast summer's brown periwinkle vines,Late autumn's dried crape myrtle pods,Leaves that fell from the spreading oak,Tangle atop the snow together.With the changing seasons God finds a wayTo bless my heart with joy and delight,To show me... Continue Reading →