Welcome friends...thanks for coming by. We're seeking beauty in all of creation... in our faith and our families; our art and our music; our crafts and kitchens, and even in our own backyard. We'll share a poem or a recipe, a picture or a memory; maybe a dream of how we wish our life could be. And though we acknowledge that the world can be harsh, we're keeping it pleasant in our little corner; endeavoring to keep the words from the Book of all Books: ...Whatsoever things are lovely; think on these things.

I so enjoy hearing from you...so leave me a comment; it'll make my day!

Photo: Bee and thistle: Taken high in the Cascade Mountains where there is a bee buzzing on every thistle. by Debora Rorvig

Monday, September 24, 2012

The Mountains Shall Break Forth into Singing

Hubby and Baron and I went hiking on Mt. Baker last weekend. When we first arrived at Heather Meadows, there was heavy mist upon the mountain. Then the sun broke through the clouds and it was glorious! Indeed, the mountains were singing and the trees were clapping their hands. If the earth is His footstool, how beautiful must heaven be?
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help? My help cometh from the Lord which made heaven and earth.  Psalms 121

For you shall go out with Joy, and be led forth with peace; the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing; and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.  Isaiah 55

He leadth me beside the still waters; he restoreth my soul...

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his namesake...  Psalms 23

There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God...Psalms 46

They that trust in the Lord shall be as mount Zion which cannot be removed,but abideth forever. As the mountains are round about Jerusalem, so the Lord is round about his people from henceforth even forever.  Psalms 125

Many blessings to you this week!

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Mustafa Seven...photographer

While browsing through Instagram for photographers to follow, I came across Mustafa Seven.  His work makes me think, makes me wonder about his subjects, makes tears come to my eyes, and takes my breath away. If I could choose one contemporary photographer to hang out with for 24 hours, it would be this man. I know that many of you, my blogger friends are aspiring photographers. I am posting seven of Mustafa Seven's pieces to inspire you.








Incredible!
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Thursday, September 13, 2012

Instagram!



Since I'm so in love with my SLR camera that I want to marry it; I've been snubbing the very thought of taking pics with my phone. I mean, really! Why would I want to fumble around with my phone--trying to keep it all nice and straight and making my hands stop shaking when I push the button is just such a hassle. Then it dawned on me...my phone is ALWAYS with me!!! Duh! No more sighing and shrugging my shoulders when I drive past the absolutely perfect shot with exquisite lighting--but my camera's home in the bag. Watch out! I'm gonna be slamming on the brakes and jumping out of my car to catch those images on my phone. Plus I can practice and hone my composition skills anytime with my phone. If I can take a good pic on my phone...then I can take a GREAT pic with my SLR! And then of course, there's that whole Instagram deal. My kids have been after me to try it. So what the heck! Baron and I set out on our morning walk armed with the usual treats, potty bags, kleenex, AND my phone. Here's my very first Instagram offering. I edited it on PicsArt.

 I might be needing a bumper sticker that says "I BRAKE FOR PHOTOGRAPHS!" I just hope my SLR doesn't get jealous of this little flirtation with my camera phone...
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Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Small town patriots


Yes Baron, that's "Old Glory". She's a grand old flag isn't she!

The hometown crowd thinks so too...


This is what Baron and I encountered on our walk at 7 a.m. this morning. Our local high- schoolers got up with the chickens to show their patriotic spirit. Cars were honking, fire engine sirens wailing, people shouting and waving... this is why I love small town USA!!!

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Saturday, September 8, 2012

Sunflowers and the Circle of Life


 Stopped by my little community garden plot today. Many crops are faded, but I still have some peppers, corn, kale and pumpkins. My sunflowers are bowing their heads as though in mourning that the sun is setting earlier and the days are growing cooler. One of the heads had fallen to the ground and split; so I carried it home. It's carefully tucked away in a paper bag until it completely dries. Then I'll remove the seeds, soak them in salt water, and roast them.

My sunflowers make me think of elderly friends and family. For most of their lives they look happily toward the sun, absorbing all of the goodness of life. Then toward the end, their backs become bent and they begin looking downward to the earth from whence they came...knowing that sometime soon they will be planted  in the rich dark earth, until resurrection brings them once again into the sun's (Son's) glorious light.

And so goes the circle of life.

Sun Set
 photo is from the National Sunflower Assn. photo gallery.
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Friday, September 7, 2012

Friday night, takeout food, and Househunters!

Whew! First week of school...I made it but am I ever pooped! I came home from work today with every intention of making some BLT's out of the yellow cherry tomatoes from our garden. But I was feeling drowsy, so decided to curl up on the sofa for a little cat-nap. That was 4:30. Hubby came home at 6:00 to find me snoozing away. Change of plans...No BLT's tonight. Instead we got take-out lasagna from Syros and dined in front of the TV--watching my fav show; Househunters International. Ahhh, Friday night, shoes off,  takeout dinner, vegging on the sofa and watching Househunters! Perfect.

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Monday, September 3, 2012

Beach


Beach

Cool wind,
September sun.
Seagulls cry,
children squeal
Labrador retriever barks.

Perch on a piece of driftwood,

 Close your eyes...
breathe
Then open them again...
  breathe. 

 Sand grits between your toes,
wild hair whips your face
water sparkles make you squint.

 close your eyes...
breathe.
Then open them again...
 breathe.

Tidepools,
bashful crabs
 mussels wearing pointy hats.
Silvery minnows dart about
slimy kelp
and barnacles.
It's all alive,
and so are you.

 close your eyes...
 breathe.
Then  open them again...
 breathe.
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