Be Careful what you Multiply!

Quote of the day:

"Whatever you give a woman, she will make greater. If you give her sperm, she'll give you a baby.

If you give her a house, she'll give you a home.

If you give her groceries, she'll give you a meal.

If you give her a smile, she'll give you her heart.

She multiplies and enlarges what is given her.

So if you give  her any crap, be ready to receive a ton of *stuff". 

I took the liberty of making one minor change to the wording as this is a family friendly blog, but I'm sure you get the gist! Take care & God bless!

Sunrise, Sunset – Does it Matter?

Sunrise, sunset, the difference depends in the direction your heading or looking, right? The beginning and the ending of each day is defined by God and given to us brightly wrapped in brilliant colors. The middle of the day is left up to us. It is our choice to appreciate the glorious gifts He gives us and to treasure the day or to disregard them and to trudge along on our way. I think it is truly amazing that He remembers to end our days as beautifully as He began them!


I was reading and commenting on blogs, doing the same on articles, trying to finish my latest article to get it submitted and knowing that soon my weekend would end and I would have to start the work week again. We’re always multi-tasking. Trying to be on three sites at once, feed the husband, do the laundry, talk to friends and family…. In other words trying hard to do everything but hardly doing anything. If you could see my heart, you would know I want to excel at it all.


My grandson called me in the midst of my feeble attempts at juggling ten tasks. I had three books open to various pages and several windows open on the computer. I clicked over from another call to take his. I just sat down after bringing my husband his plate. “Grandma”, he began, “My girl needs a ride home from work.” Oh, sweetie”, I began, but soon I was out the door to do him the favor and walked out into a beautiful show stopping sunset! I didn’t have time to run to the lake to get to see it reflected on the water or time to run to the park to see it at the horizon. I had trees, homes, buildings, telephone wires and street lights to obstruct the view, but God’s beauty came shining through! All God asks is for a moment of our time and the rewards are truly worth it. He asks us to stop crowding Him out and just give Him a moment.


Please join me at Outdoor Wednesday for more of God's beauty.

Don’t Live in a Shadow: Photograph One!

For more shadow shots please check out

Shadow Shot Sunday and enjoy the rest of your week end!

Peachy lilies

This month we are required to work Saturdays. It’s our turn again. We may wish it would never be our turn, but it’s only right.
The week ends just don’t seem the same. They were already MUCH to short. :-) There are so many things I love to do in my “spare” time and friends and family to see. (I don’t believe in the term “spare” time any more than I believe in the term “extra” money. Neither exists!!  Who invented these two phrases any way?

But our dear heavenly father has created an equalizer. When you are (or should I say I am) feeling out of sorts because I am feeling that I am forced to be some where I do not want to be or to perform tasks I do not want to perform I am distracted by something wondrous. As I was heading out the door of work (finally!) this lily beckoned me. Look, doesn’t it look like it is saying “come closer, look at me!”



And, of course, I did. Little lily, how can I resist your beauty? Who would want to? Then, lucky me, who got to work on Saturday, captured some lovely reflections and a butterfly on the way to my car. I’m saving those for my other two blogs. For more shadow shots, please check out Shadow Shot Sunday!

How is your week end going? I hope you are doing what you love best. Take care and God bless!

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Thankful Thursday - Poetry

There is something soothing to the soul in poetry. Lucille Clifton, in Christine A. Sikorski, “An Interview with Lucille Clifton,” A View From the Loft (1994) stated
“I don’t go get a poem. It calls me and I accept it.”

If you write poetry, you will understand what she means. It does call you. Sometimes it awakens you from your sleep, sometimes it draws your attention away from your tasks, sometimes it overflows from your heart or mind as you witness something that touches your soul. It is cleansing and purifying like a shower and it can encompass such a wide spectrum of emotions within a few words, and do it like the ebb and flow of water on the shore, with a rhythm. The words connect the writer and reader in an almost intimate manner uniting them for the moment.

 

The love of poetry claimed me at an early age. I remember submitting a poem to a song company when I was in fifth grade. I am so proud of Icy BC Doan for creating her own book of poetry, (which has long been a dream of mine). I wish her well and know she will be successful as she has such a huge capacity for caring and expression along with a talent for a creativity. She is the hardest working online writer that I know and you can see her labors of love on many blogs and websites. I gave you only one link to click on but if you visit her blog you will find links to others.





Poetry is like nature. I went to visit the pond by Polly’s country market  hoping maybe to see the crane again. I have found beautiful examples of God’s handiwork in the most unusual places. I found they had mowed down all the wild flowers at the pond but these tiny flowers stubbornly refused to leave the area.  They grew wildly along the water bank. Life tries to choke out our creativity by keeping us overwhelmed and busy, maybe even insane, but God’s reminders are every where. I drove behind the store and saw the prettiest Queen Anne’s Lace and two butterflies sharing a clover.

I thought the Q.A.L. looked just like a heart.



I want to be like a butterfly and seek out the wonders that God has for us. When you seek out His beauty you will find your heart overflows with poetry. Your poetry may be prose, photography, woodworking, crocheting, embroidery, culinary arts, dance, music…. but it is poetry just the same.

Enjoy, share, and God bless! For more of God’s critters check out Camera Critters.

The Heart of a Flower

“Have you ever looked into the heart of a flower?…

I love their delicacy, their disarming innocence,

 

and their defiance of life itself.” Princess Grace of Monaco, with Gwen Robyns in
My Book of Flowers (1980)


Lets go over to Today’s Flowers and get lost in the garden!

Old Gardeners Never Die They Just Spade Away!

 

 

I was with my friend Jeannie when she saw this sign “Old Gardeners Never Die.

They Just Spade Away!”  She made the beautiful display above and the hostas pictured were taken from her yard also. I like the whimsical sentiment of the sign. I look at it and want to believe she will never die as her friendship has become to mean a lot to me. When you get to be my age you begin to realize that life every day is truly a blessing as tomorrow is promised to no one. When you begin to pick up the paper and see  former class mates in the obituary it also causes you to realize that our life here is not meant to be forever.  

If you spend much time with flowers and plants you know that some die, but some come back year after year and we get to enjoy their continuous beauty. Friendship is like that too. Even though we sometimes lose a loved one there are memories that are continuous. The spot they hold in our hearts and our minds are continuously beautiful. So we “spade” away to keep our “gardens” beautiful and our friendships blooming.

Click on Mosaic Monday and join us in celebrating. 

Wordless Wednesday - Dianthus

If you’re tired of the chatter

And only pictures matter…
Check out Wordless Wednesdays and Today’s Flowers.

Happy Fourth

Happy Fourth! Have a wonderful and safe celebration. For more views of this awesome rock painted by teenager, Roy Sorenson, click on this link.