Eyes of Wonderment
Sometimes the unexpected stops us in our tracks. The previous line of thought is forgotten, and the thrill of wonderment takes over.
Sometimes the unexpected stops us in our tracks. The previous line of thought is forgotten, and the thrill of wonderment takes over.
The Old Farmer (2014) The Old Farmer Too On a walk over a hill, alongside a green field, I saw the old farmer again just the other day. He didn’t look up as he walked,… The Old Farmer Too
This hawk took a dive at one of our chickens today. After the chicken narrowly avoided being scooped up, the hawk flew to the nearest tree and watched the scene. Attack Hawk
I found this little green chrysalis attached to a long outdoor cord that I needed to gather and move. I detached the beautiful green pupa and laid it on our front porch. It wasn’t too many days before we noticed the newly emerged Monarch Butterfly drying its wings. Incredible cycle. (Click on the images to enlarge them)Monarch Butterfly
In the depths of darkness in the silence of the night, you know exactly what you do. Yet the sobbing mass we see is only there to tug on the heartstrings of those invested in you.Praying With The Prey
I didn’t know about the website or the event. I just knew that this scene grabbed my attention when I drove by it one day. I love our flag. It’s even better when there are a lot of them. I love our veterans. This little field made me stop and look at it again. I have been by there several times since. Field of Honor
After assessing the chicken in the video, upon her dirt bath, Theodore yelled from the driveway and said, “Mom, that’s not dirt, that’s maneuver!” Another use of words from the kids, that are both priceless… Chicken Maneuver