I come in the little things, Saith the Lord: Yea, on the glancing wing of eager birds, the softly pattering feet of furred and gentle beasts. I come in the little things, Saith the Lord: Not borne on the morning's wings of majesty, but I have set My feet amidst the delicate and bladed wheat. I come in the little things, Saith the Lord.
-Evelyn Underhill

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Monday, December 14, 2015

Thursday, November 19, 2015

As Tears Go By

FOR each ecstatic instant
We must an anguish pay
In keen and quivering ratio
To the ecstasy. . . . 

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

November

I attended a friend's mother's funeral this week.  I had visited Mary several times over the past few months while she was in an Assisted Care facility and am very sad to lose our budding friendship.  November is when I, too, lost my mother 20 years ago.

November is a month of transition in nature--when the living is juxtaposed with the dying.  

The "little things" can quite escape you when your mind is occupied elsewhere.  Our first sunshine this week, however, beckoned me to bundle up and go outside.  Camera in hand, Gabriel and I went to capture the little things.....like fallen autumn leaves trapped amongst the colorful berries. . . .

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Tranquility

It is in your power to withdraw yourself whenever you desire.  Perfect tranquility within consists in the good ordering of the mind, the realm of your own.” 
~Marcus Aurelius, “Meditations”

(Click on Photo to Enlarge)

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Boundaries




Before I built a wall 
I’d ask to know
What I was walling in 
or walling out. 

~Robert Frost

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Changing Seasons

Autumn brings the warmer colors in the garden--orange and a touch of yellow. . . . 
Yellow Woolly Bear Caterpillar

Monday, September 14, 2015

New Creature

Just when the caterpillar thought 
the world was over, 
she became a butterfly.
~Barbara Haines Howett, Ladies of the Borobudur



I counted well over a dozen Swallowtail caterpillars on our parsley last week.  The next day all that was left were stems.  I didn't mind because I'd rather have butterflies than parsley.  Life is like that.  Sometimes you have to sacrifice something you love for something you love even more.


Therefore if anyone is in Christ, 
he is a new creature; 
the old things passed away; 
behold, 
new things have come.
~2 Corinthians 5:17


Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Good Deed for the Day

This morning I came into the living room to find a little butterfly that looked much like this one fluttering at my window.  I wondered why it wanted to get inside.  As I drew closer I saw that it was trapped in a spider's web!  I figured the spider wouldn't need to wait long for a breakfast of fly or some other pesky bug, so I opened the window and set the butterfly free.

What beautiful thing in your life needs to be set free today so it can grace the lives of others as well as yours?

Saturday, August 22, 2015

Being Still

Allow stillness to feed your creativity.  Only in the quiet moments will your ideas gel and take root.

~ Praying Mantis (Animal Symbolism)

Thursday, August 20, 2015

Friday, August 14, 2015

Working in the Garden

….even the insects in my path are not loafers, but have their special errands.
~Henry David Thoreau

I spent some time watering my potted plants in the front yard this morning because we are in a dry spell.  There were others very busy in my garden this morning, too, as you can see.  These Bumblebees on the Spirea. . . .  

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Like Dew

Let your life lightly dance 
on the edges of Time 
like dew on the tip of a leaf.
~Rabindranath Tagore


Sunday, August 2, 2015

Monday, July 20, 2015

Friday, July 17, 2015

Waiting To Be Discovered

Do not be afraid, you wild animals, for the pastures in the wilderness are becoming green.  The trees are bearing their fruit; the fig tree and the vine yield their riches.  
~Joel 2:22


Thursday, July 16, 2015

Friday, July 10, 2015

Blueberry Butterfly

Blueberries

You ought to have seen what I saw on my way
To the village, through Mortensen’s pasture to-day;
Blueberries as big as the end of your thumb,
Real sky-blue, and heavy, and ready to drum
In the cavernous pail of the first one to come!
And all ripe together, not some of them green
And some of them ripe!  You ought to have seen!…..

~Robert Frost


Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Eternity

Not quite birds, as they were not quite flowers, mysterious and fascinating as are all indeterminate creatures.

~Elizabeth Goudge

Monday, July 6, 2015

Butterfly Wings


The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough. 

~Rabindranath Tagore

Brookside Gardens "Wings of Fancy" exhibit

Wednesday, July 1, 2015

Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Here Today Gone Tomorrow


The Earth laughs in flowers.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson


This tiny, delicate flower appeared in the gravel in the front garden walkway, along with Lambs Ear that decided to jump from their bed.  I have no idea what it is called, but I am in love with it.  I'm so glad I noticed it and photographed it the day I first saw it because now the flowers are spent and gone.


Nobody sees a flower - really - it is so small it takes time - we haven't time - and to see takes time like to have a friend takes time.
- Georgia O'Keeffe



Friday, June 26, 2015

Dancing Prisms


"My business is not to remake myself, but make the absolute best of what God made." -Robert Browning

Sarah Ban Breathnach believes "what we can see if we look deep within is that the authentic self is the Soul made visible."  I was reading these words when the dancing prisms caught my eye. . . .


Thursday, June 25, 2015

Mimosa Flowers

Yesterday, Midsummer's Day, Gabriel, my little white dog, and I took a walk in the yard just before supper.  Lying in the grass were these Mimosa flowers. . . .


Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Midsummer's Day

Midsummer's Eve, June 23rd, was a very special time for Tasha Tudor and her family.  She writes. . . .
The Private World of Tasha Tudor