“Did seasons change only when humans dictated, only when mankind in his knowledge, wisdom, and limited power provided; the earth would long since have failed to function.” c e hollis Yes, spring has come anyway. I am glad to be on the farm where I can watch her arrival with redbud blossoms, daffodils, greening grass... Continue Reading →
“ Fog comes and wraps the trees with a baby’s soft white blanket. God swaddles the earth in hope.” Fog rises from the creek bed. It lifts off the farm ponds and creeps across the terra firma. It blankets the garden plot, hides fences, and camouflages the line of farm equipment parked along the north... Continue Reading →
“Sometimes all a winter-worn heart needs is the tiniest bud of a flower to hear the entire symphony of springtime break forth.”c e hollis I saw on the redbud outside my bedroom window a faint glimmer. Yes, I saw a dusty shimmer almost gray, almost dusty rose—a mildest pink tinge running along the branches. Maybe... Continue Reading →
“Nothing teaches us hope like the lingering winter.”c e hollis When the hyacinth perfumes the garden and daffodils dance in the wind like cream-winged fairies, I am ready for spring. I am ready for southern winds to blow warm back into the land, icicles to drip and disappear, the last patches of snow to turn... Continue Reading →
Bread is the earth’s essential food. It's the staff of life. We call it so speaking of all foods that nourish us and give us life. We may not mean sugary frosted cinnamon rolls, but I am certain that we all use the term for food in general. Our daily bread—food. Bread is the food... Continue Reading →
“Snowfall is delightful and welcome when it robes the brown and muddy landscape of winter in dazzling white.” Snowfall New fallen snow—there is not a sight much prettier on the winter landscape than this. Snow comes softly and silently to cover a multitude of sins. It covers what summer leaves had hidden and what autumn... Continue Reading →
“A walk in the country is as curative to the heart and soul as an afternoon spent at a spa is to the body." It is mid-winter in Oklahoma and yet there dawn days we may take for granted—days when the wind stops to catch its breath and lays low for a short nap. The... Continue Reading →
With the glories of sunrises and sunsets only the beginning—only the opening notes—the sky sings. It swirls with color, movement of wind and clouds, bird flight, starlight, moonshine. It prances with flowers, swaying moving shade trees, fluttering falling autumn leaves, snowflakes and drifting clouds. We flinch at lightning bolts in a rain storm and exalt... Continue Reading →
“ A rose doesn't last forever unless you paint it on your eternal soul.”c e hollis Who doesn't love roses? I miss my rose bushes in the winter, but thanks to photography I can revisit them. Thanks to the fact that they can be purchased cheaply enough in stores close by, I can enjoy them... Continue Reading →
