I’m cheating again. Today I am not only grateful for flowers, I am grateful for birds! Today I had a special moment. I had mentally decided to take a day off from photographing things, when I heard a familiar sound out front, by the wash. Anyway… here are a few pics, straight outta camera. Love this guy!
I made a mistake in my post last night (early this morning) about the roses. I started out merging two separate flowers, but it was actually an overlay of the same rose that I ended up doing. Not that it matters, but I realized that this morning. They just look different because of the overlay effect. This is another crazy bird that I saw in the river of Los Angeles, or as Marcus calls it; “La La Land”. 😉 I’m definitely in a colorful mood lately. I’m going to pick up my first 5×7 in a few minutes and work on framing my first colorful photo (well, first photo since I decided to go into the frame business). Wish me luck! Peace and Love! ♥♥♥
Thank you so much to Rev. B. Keith Haney https://revheadpin.org for nominating me for the One Lovely Blog Award! And for your lovely blog that continually lifts my spirit. The Light Breaks Through is right! I have never been nominated for an award before- so as I said– I am both humbled and excited, to say the least! Coming up with seven things to say about myself is a challenge. Since my blog contains the story of my life, it’s very hard to think of something that hasn’t been said already! I will certainly do my best. The Rules Thank the person that nominated you and leave a link to their blog Post about the award Share 7 facts about yourself Nominate at most 15 people Tell your nominees the good news! 7 Facts About Me: I was the pitcher for a girls fast pitch softball team for about seven years, and was voted All-Star player for five years in row- pitching several no-hitter games. I’m a bit of a tomboy (do they still use that word?). The “jeans only, no …
“Be like a duck. Calm on the surface, but always paddling like the dickens underneath.” Michael Caine
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly. Langston Hughes
Last night I had an amazing God shot and this image works perfect for the story. Anyone following my story knows that I’ve been my own worst enemy for the better part of my life. I overthink, doubt myself, and self-criticize. Just before bed I was pondering my previous stories about my angst, my fears, and the imaginary THEY’s that I’d been conforming to please (although I did come up with some REAL). Who’s Out There? I was thinking back to my talk about the enemy’s whispers in parts two and seven- when I brought up the question: Who told me those things? That’s when it happened. Genesis 3:11 WHO TOLD YOU THAT YOU WERE NAKED? I’ll tell you right now that this must have come from God because I can’t even remember how or why it burst into my head! And never have I pondered the question that God asked Adam and Eve, or imagined that it meant something more than how it appears on the surface. But last night, I knew that it was important. Who DID tell them?? I discovered that there are …
For it is not mere words that nourish the soul, but God Himself, and unless and until the hearers find God in personal experience, they are none the better for having heard the truth. The Bible is not an end in itself, but a means to bring men to an intimate and satisfying knowledge of God, that they may enter into Him, that they may delight in His presence, may taste and know the inner sweetness of the very God Himself in the core and center of their being, their spirit. -A.W. Tozer, The Pursuit of God
Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. Pablo Picasso Somewhere in there lives a tree!
Some journeys take us far from home. Some adventures lead us to our destiny. C. S. Lewis, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe Magical is my mood for tomorrow. I’ve already decided that. I caught a few minutes of a show my mom was watching… and a teacher was telling his student that her imagination was magical. I think I must have seen the best part of the program. I realized that I’ve been leaning too far toward the serious side—so I’m going to let my imagination run wild. I also realized something. Since I came to believe, my imagination has grown tremendously. Sometimes I see my circumstances in the shape of a cartoon. I’m serious! Little animated analogies run through my head, and I’m hoping to use that as a tool in my writing soon. The original image was taken at a park, in Brentwood Tennessee. Blessings!