Morning greeting

http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Snowy_Egret/idSnowy Egret at the very moment that I turned around and stepped out of the garage there he was! Right in front of me at roof level. Steve was just exiting as well. He got to see it as it flew down the street. Now that's a way to start ones day!

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A sky full of vultures

The tiny dust looking specks are another 20 of them in the distance

These are low flying vultures we saw in the parking lot at the mall.

The group doubled in size and then glided off there had to be a good 50 of them in all

It is so hard to see the ones higher up. When we first looked up to see these guys I could see their feet they were so low. I could smell the meat at the fast food joint. Smelled bad like burger on the first minute of cooking.

Some one messed up a setting somewhere or blogger did not sure but the images will not enlarge as they normally do.

A Crow Cried Out

The most amazing thing happened while we were ending our this Sunday Morning.
Dove and I had spoken long into the night Saturday. I had shared some of my Story with her. I shared the story of how I had come to embrace the Lord and turn into this life anew. Spoke of the transformation Of those years when the life of me was being utterly sucked from existence into hopelessness.

The next morning I told the family to please come.Upon opening the scriptures I told them that this is how I was presented the good news of my salvation and turn into the hope of life. As I read John 3 a lone crow flew over us and calling in his sorrowful voice Steve and I were stunned . There had been a terrible fire near our camp ground last year and we had heard no crow and had even spoken of this only moments before on a hike. An entire generation of them burned lost in the fire a lone crow spoke as the scripture of John. 3:16 was read.

I then spoke of the very thing that I had read over and over just before the news was placed in my lap and the news given to be only hours before I had screamed out to God for a hope so that I would not take my life. Reading Psalm 91 aloud to the children Dove pointed up into a nearby pine.


There in the pine only 30 feet away on the same branch! was a Robin, Blue Jay and Hummingbird. They had taken time to come to hear the Word read aloud. We were all taken back by it. The children were none to happy to be called to come to sit, but then I had there undivided attention.

On the way home down the mountain Dash spoke..."Mom your like a preacher."

Responding to those with me "Really do you see me that way? They all conquered. Telling them that I and never really looked at myself that way...

Then Dash spoke up and added "like a traveling Preacher"

Outdoor Wendsday

By 1 p.m. the egg shells ground and the sweet potato trimmed and set to root I decided to step out doors to get some air. It has been almost a week and Wow can a garden change in a weeks time.

The sky is so beautiful, we have had a week of rain with more storms foretasted tonight and tomorrow.

Among the land of the living.

 

 Last nights rain storm filled the water tank to the top.

Using a bucket I used care and watered the sad tomato plants.

Then sitting on the raised beds wall trimmed the chard and shared it with the dogs and the hens.

The hens had a real pay day. Sweet birds have been on "moms sick" rations.

Feed and water that's it, mom gets missed.

 

 Swiss chard to dogs...yep.

They flip over it.

Have you ever witnessed such a thing

 

 Man it might as well have been a steak.

It coming from my hand helps.

Then my golden sat at the gate and barked for more and more.

 

This is the harvest.

The zucchini was a surprise. It was wedged so tightly between the plant and the trellis that it was pushing back into the plant

I grew a bell pepper first time.

Weakness prevailed and so I came in.

Oh, so nice to be up though

spiritual Sunday

On escort home as forgotten in the blue jeans pocket was the debit card.

Come to the corner to turn on my street he escorted me on to home Keeping my eye to the sky he pleased me. So strange a sight in our neighborhood. He has come visited on the neighbors crested of roof.

Reminding me eyes up to the beauty all around.

A good talk with a friend.

Mr Thrasher came to the garden to talk.

Speaking his chatter chatter click click and I expressed my reply.

Said he to me a twardel and a melodic tweet.

I replied in kind.

We knew not the thoughts of one another,

understood not the language yet we found a way to say

What we needed to say as we greeted one another.

Nothing is really what it seams.
For all around us are those ambassadors of peace and pleasure.
Calling up our eyes .
The beauty all around.
HIS presence can be found .