I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station through which God speaks to us every hour if we will only tune in. George Washington CarverEarth SongBy Elece HollisEvery flower a trumpet,Each blade of grass a quivering string;Everywhere we turn we hear the earthRaise instruments a song to bring.There's music in the meadow,There's rhythm beating in the trees;Over... Continue Reading →

A man who could make one rose…would be accounted most wonderful; yet God scatters countless such flowers around us! His gifts are so infinite that we do not see them. Martin LutherSummer Rose  by Elece HollisLate in the heat of July, Having feasted on spring eye candyFlowers everywhere––daffodils, peonies,Having our souls filled up with sunshine With bright festival zinnias and daisies,Having been... Continue Reading →

Memory is the diary that we all carry with us. Oscar WildeSummer IsBy Elece HollisSummer is Crepe Myrtle pushing pink lace and sweet perfume,Watermelon splitting open red with a luscious crack,Corn ears––silk showing––waiting for eager hands to harvest,Tomatoes ripening on the vine––juicy and sweet.Summer is watching the wind make dancing leaf shadows,Hummingbirds bickering at the feeders––cicadas... Continue Reading →