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Showing posts with label beauty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beauty. Show all posts

Thursday, October 9, 2014

This View's For You

Even in the midst of concern and strife around the world, we are surrounded with the beauty that God provides. Look at, and listen to your surroundings. Here are a few pictures from around the homestead.






















Bask in the freedoms you have been given; to live as you choose, work as you choose, and worship as you choose. Breathe in the fresh air and sunshine that you are blessed with every day. It will sustain you when darkness abounds.

Until next time - Fern

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Some Spring Sightings

How does that song go? May showers bring spring flowers? Or something like that. Maybe April showers? You know what I mean. Spring is a time of growth and beauty. There are so many things coming to life, blooming, sharing their wonder for all to see. Here is a feast for your eyes, nose and soul.

A few days ago, we got quite a rain.



The herb bed was under water again. But this time, it didn't wash away.


Snap peas

A swallow that comes back year after year. Her nest is bigger this year.

She always builds in the same place, up in the corner of the porch.

Comfrey

Some of the beets are almost ready to harvest.

My new chamomile is blooming.

Purple hull peas

The little branch that runs through the back yard.

The kale has gone to seed, but it's covered with these bugs and will become chicken feed.

Crookneck squash

Privet has beautiful flowers which will provide berries for the birds.

Clover

Grapes

Funny walking onions


A pretty weed

Sage

Honeysuckle

Frank has been commenting for days about how beautiful the flowers are that are just starting to come out. When he walks down our little country lane in the quiet morning air, the birds are singing, the flowers are beautiful and the honeysuckle is just starting to share it's delicate fragrance. He enjoys this time very much. Take time to smell the proverbial roses in your life.

Until next time - Fern


I can't get rid of this little box. So please do not look at it, and maybe it will go away.