He made the moon for the seasons. The sun knows it's setting. He looks at the earth and it trembles. He touches the mountain and they smoke. He sends forth the springs from the valleys. They flow between mountains. The birds of the heaven dwell by the water lifting their voices in song. These words... Continue Reading →
Summer’s Bounty
Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not. Ralph Waldo Emerson When summer comes with flowers and fruit, vegetable garden, and plenty, we rejoice in the fullnees of it. We sit on a shaded porch or walk in a wildflower painted... Continue Reading →
Roses
The roses are beginning to wiggle free of their buds and reach for the sunshine and warmth. They sway in the morning breezes and drip- drip-drop morning dew like leaky cups. They invite bumblebees. They call for passersby to stop and smell their special fragrances. "New," they call out, "try our finest seasonal perfumes. Don't... Continue Reading →