Ok, Sisters, your replies to the previous post have inspired me to pen this one. As I read through your comments to our walk through the woods, I was stricken with a fresh sense of awe over the lovely grace of God to tie our lives together in Christ from so many different locations. We are a clickstream from a spider web in thousands of ways but this screen can also become a coloring book of connect-the-dots for people who love Jesus. Last night when I did Bibby’s Secret Closet with Annabeth and Jackson, I gave Annabeth one of those CraZArt Spiral Art sets. You know what I’m talking about:
Since I talked in the previous post about where I live, lots of your comments referenced your own surroundings. By the time I’d noted the locations of the first six, I practically had a lump in my throat. The gift I gave Annabeth last night popped right back into my mind. Your comments swirled the page like geographical Spiral Art, and of the sacred kind, bright and multicolored. Just take a look at a smattering of them and behold a glimpse of you. Each of these sentences are copied and pasted from comments to the last post that took us on a walk through the country.
I live in Guelph, Ontario, Canada and we are just waiting for Spring.
I’m here in the Mid Atlantic on the shores of the Delmarva Peninsula where the winter won’t loosen its grip and we still have snow on the ground when we should be about ready to cut grass for the first time this season.
Next time, let’s do a walk in New Zealand!!
I have been out enjoying our Spring weather too because before we know it we will be trapped indoors with the air conditioning here in Az. (Arizona)
We are still waiting for it here in Ohio—it snowed yesterday!
My family has the privilege of owning a cabin in the NC mountains and it’s a little slice of heaven on earth. (North Carolina)
Wave surges are shockingly high – my fair Island will be swallowed up in the storm surges. So thank you for the glimpse of Hope in Spring.. -6 C wind chill feels like -29 just in case we thought we might like to put our face outside tonight… (I loved this one because I don’t have a clue where it is but it’s a “fair island” and COLD. Thank you, Iris! You took me there through your words without my even knowing where I’d gone!)
I love long walks in the country, but being from Illinois, I don’t quite have the same scenery you have (and might I say in a whining voice…I also don’t have your TexMex), especially those slithering things (except the black snakes).
l appreciated, being a California girl, all the references to various snakes, and remember the “rattlers” we used to see all the time…now living in Costa Rica, snakes have taken on a whole new meaning: we have some deadly AND aggressive snakes here, not shy, like the rattlers, but snakes that will actually “hunt you down.”
Living on the Portage River for nine years in MI, I experienced lovely spiritual moments: our giant blue heron flying low down the river, a white mother swan swimming down stream with a baby swan on her back, a shy deer family eating apples from under our apple tree. precious moments I’ll treasure now that we are living in the desert in AZ. (She goes on to identify Fountain Hills, AZ)
Thanks for the refreshment…still feels like winter in PA…longest winter ever! (Pennsylvania)
Your back woods look alot like mine up here in Central Saskatchewan – except for the fact that we’re still layered in a few feet of snow.
Loved taking this walk with you! I love your wild woods! They remind me of the woods around here in TN. (Tennessee)
AHHH where were those boots last night? We had a black snake on our porch and here in my neck of the woods in Uganda…
Come on, somebody! Give the Lord some praise! Is that gorgeous, or what??
So here’s what I want you to do if you feel like participating. Leave a comment telling us where you live and, if you don’t mind, add a description heavy on adjectives so we can picture ourselves there with you. I am looking so forward to this!
I’m so blessed to serve you, Sisters. The beauty of sisterhood in Christ is a work of divine art. I kept thinking that last week at the Colour Conference in Sydney because my friend, Bobbie Houston, has been so phenomenally used by God to gather a sisterhood of servants around the world to aid the poor, the oppressed, and the abused. We are a part of the same sisterhood because we are also in Christ and called to do some good in this weary world.
What an honor to seek Him with you. Unity is not about lining up on 100 points of doctrine. It’s about faith in the Lord Jesus Christ, the holy Son of God, born of a virgin, crucified for our sins, raised from the dead, and returning to take His Throne. If that’s what you believe, you’re blood to me. I think sometimes the stuff of unity is all the sweeter to Christ – not when we already see eye-to-eye on all our doctrine but – when we don’t. Sometimes just agreeing that Jesus Christ is Lord is bond enough. When we only agree to love people and walk with people just like us, that’s tantamount to making our goal to become more like ourselves. Ick. Somebody else can have that. I’m trying to figure out how to forget myself, not make a mirror out of every woman of God I see. I want people to sharpen me, to cheer me onward when I’m discouraged or harassed, to make me think, and to keep me growing. A mirror can only make me more like me. Give this girl a seat by the window and let her capture the features of Christ gathered from the faces of many.
OK, rescue us all before I get sappier. Let’s hear about your locations!
A working mom sitting at my third generation kitchen table with the back door open so the dog can participate while my husband plays DJ and cooks dinner with kids floating in and out asking how much longer. Just a lovely Friday night in Plano, Texas and hoping to steal a kiss from the cook in our messy pantry.
I am sitting in my livingroom in Mandan North Dakota wishing for warmer weather but thankful that the snow has melted and excited for spring and the 60 degrees tomorrow. The brown grass and barren trees will soon be replaced with green…
New Brunswick, Canada. East coast, putting my Christmas lights back up:) jk
Remembering the swinging spiral set my Dad bought me for my birthday one year:)
I live in a small suburb of Nashville, Tennessee. Nashville is such a big, small town. Even though it’s the capitol of Tennessee, it still has such a small town feel. Right now the sun is shining after the rainstorm that came through this morning. Mild temps are coaxing all the spring flowers to pop up their heads and the trees to burst and bloom! There are rolling hills and greenery everywhere. Sometimes while driving through the middle of town you can see quaint farm homesteads with horses and chickens. The Nashville that everyone sees on television is not my Nashville. It’s full of friendly and mostly ordinary people. The farther you get away from the tourist areas, the more normal this town is.
Toronto Ontario Canada. Whew, first day of above zero temps with grey sky and only light drizzly rain/ Not a speck of that fresh spring green that we usually start to see this time of year. No complaints though….it’s NOT snowing.
PS Robins arrived a month ago but how they survived with the cold and snow I’ll never know
In Wenatchee, WA we are a desert region with four distinct seasons. Spring brings some wind and rain, great biking weather and hundreds of flowers from bulbs in the flower beds, summer cooks us with 100 degree plus temps. making swimming a lovely option and then great cool weather in fall with colored leaves everywhere and winter with snow and cold for skiing and ice skating. If you don’t like the current season just wait three months.
We have rattlesnakes but they sleep through the winter and early spring:)
Hope you can enjoy some of the pleasant spring weather in Spokane, WA this May.
I love the part about a mirror…. ain’t that the truth. We all need to be sharpened 🙂
I am in a not-too-little, but full to the brim, home on the top of our acreage neighborhood. Overlooking a valley of snow and just a little further there is a treeline. Our yard has just melted and in need of raking, but it will have to wait as the sky keeps spitting out the last of it’s snow. Out my window there is one very tall fur tree and an old farmish fence. A drive of 45 minutes takes us to the city but here in this small mountain town in BC, Canada, is where we reside.
Dallas, GA, a suburb of Atlanta and we are currently enjoying the pre-spring yellow haze and glaze of pollen with the Bradford pears in full bloom.
Hello from Hammond, Louisiana. We are in the beginnings of Spring too! My pine trees are full of pollen and so are my porch and car! My cypress tree is coming to life and so is the lawn!!! We’ve already started cutting grass, the little white flowers that peek through are my favorite 🙂
Today was a wet one and the high was 73. I’m not complaining at all! We live in south east Louisiana for a reason… Not to be cold!!! We are outside people! Seafood, pools and snow balls are a few of our favorites! It’s 6:49 pm and the Sun is still out. The neighborhood is quite and my babies are clean and in their pjs. We will end the night with a movie and then a song. Much love! God is so gracious 🙂
Hello from beautiful Cape Town, South Africa. Home to a city brimming with intense diversity, 11 official languages, THE friendliest people. A city in which you can experience all four seasons in one day, and which also happens to be a venue for Colour Conference next week – YAAAAYYYYY. It is currently very early in the morning. And its silent. And beautiful. Stellenbosch University marked yesterday as the start of our mid-semester break…looking forward to a week filled with the beach and reading and Colour and, of course, all year round, the most beautiful mountains and sunsets you have ever seen. Much love from a South African sister 🙂
Tamsyn, we have a really sweet staff member at our church who is from Cape Town and I could sit and listen to her talk all day. Beautiful accent! I’m sure yours is, too.
We’re tiptoeing out my front door cause it’s early and I don’t want to wake my kiddos. Don’t worry about which pair of shoes you wear, we won’t need them where we are going, just grab the first pair of flip flops you see. It’s still a bit dark, but don’t fret, I promise the extra effort will be worth it.
Within a few minutes our modest walk has us hearing splashes of water. Just a few at first, then more vigorous hubbub until there’s nothing but silence. We extend our sight just to the left to see a white heron who has caught breakfast, that is now flopping in his throat. We give praise we are not a mullet today, at least not that one. We momentarily pause to seek Him. Can you see Him in the purple hue of the sky? Can you hear Him in the noisy breath of the manatee leisurely swimming by? Can you feel Him on the slight breeze that kisses our cheek?
A few more minutes of walking and the eastern sky slowly turns lighter, into a faint yellow. Just a glimpse of God’s glory to come. We hear it now, a distant roar, growing ever so larger, like the height of a symphony. Our excitement abounds, we can hardly contain it, and our pace quickens. A gull caterwauls overhead, as if to usher us to our destination, urging us to hurry. We don’t want to miss the sun’s debut.
We climb the wooden, sandy stairs and examine the horizon. The smell of the salt begins to soothe whatever ails us. The clouds are outlined from behind with the most brilliant of golden hues. One cloud in particular looks like the cream topping to the key-lime pie we enjoyed the evening before. As the sun rises, it breaks through the clouds and rays of orangy-pink light stream out onto the ocean. As the waves swell up they give a glimpse of the life held within. Little groups of fish are highlighted from the light behind the swell, and they dart and dash in unison in their playground. The wave gives a momentary pause of silence before pounding the sand. Can you see Him in the light? Can you feel His warmth extending from the horizon? Can you hear the ocean resound with praise and give glory to the King?
We let the cool wet sand stick between our toes and the water wash over our feet as we watch a yellow crab with beedy black eyes run sideways from the water before darting down his dark sandy hole, and we chuckle. Again, glad we were not created on the fifth day. And the three of us have a grand time talking on the beach before beginning our walk home again. Thanks for sharing the morning with me and our Creator.
That was from Indian Harbour Beach, FL
GREAT STORY TOLD!
Now I want to go too! 😀
In Maryland on the Mason-Dixon Line. Winter’s harsh grip left today as the last of the snow piles melted in the 60 degree temps. Ended this evening driving through Amish Lancaster County and watched teams of horses plow the dark, wet earth. Spring is almost here!
Hello from Pittsburgh; also known as Steelers Nation! We love our sports around here; all of our pro teams don the “black & gold”. There’s a ten-year waiting list for season tickets and we have the largest female fan base in pro sports. Pittsburgh has 88 neighborhoods; many founded by strong, blue collar immigrants: “Polish Hill, Deutschetown” etc. The great thing about living here is that as soon as you meet someone new, you quickly realize that you have mutual friends. Spring is very slow in arriving but I don’t mind; the birds are singing and soon I can be out on one of the three rivers downtown, paddling a kayak. All four seasons here are beautiful.
The Lord brought this Yankee girl from just outside of beautiful Boston via Sasebo Japan to the quaint south land country of Matoaca VA. Matoaca is a small middle class community right next to Petersburg. It is rich in Southern pride, sweet tea, woods, the beautiful flowing Appomattox River, and speckled with green pastures with adoreable black cows and calves. Here in Matoaca it’s all about hunting, fishing and spending time with the ones you love. This city slicker doesn’t enjoy the hunting and fishing but love my people! We are all still anticipating spring. The daffodil and Pear trees are blooming and the spring onions are littering our lawns but the temps are still to cold for our thinned blood.
We tiptoe out my front door because it’s early and I don’t want to wake my kiddos. Don’t worry about which pair of shoes you take, you won’t need them where we’re going. Just grab the first pair of flops you see. It’s still dark but don’t fret, I promise the extra effort will be worth it.
A few minutes into our moderate walk our attention is drawn to the sound of splashes. A few at first then more vigorous hubbub. As we look to the left we see a white heron is enjoying breakfast that is now flopping around in his throat. We give praise we are not a mullet today, at least not that one. Can you see Him in the purple hue of the sky? Can you hear Him in the noisy breath of the manatee lazily swimming by? Can you feel Him on the cool breeze kissing our cheeks?
A few more minutes of walking and we notice the eastern sky giving way to a light yellow. A glimpse of the glory to come. We hear a distant roar, growing more powerful with each of our steps. The gentle breeze has picked up a bit. A gull caterwauls overhead as if to usher us to the grand finale. We don’t want to miss the sun’s debut.
As we approach the sandy wooden steps we can see the horizon, the sun is peeping out over the top of the water. The salty smell begins to heal what ails us. There are a few clouds on the horizon. One looks like the cream on the key lime pie we enjoyed the evening before. The other is outlined with the most brilliant yellow rim, lighting it from behind. As the sun rises it’s orangy-pink rays stream onto the water. The waves swell up with a pause of silence as they give a glimpse of their bounty. A school of fish is highlighted from the light behind and they dart and dash in unison across their playground. The swell finishes it’s breath and crashes to the sand. Can you feel Him in the warmth extending from the horizon? Can you see Him in the light? Can you hear the ocean resound and give praise to the King?
The cool wet sand sticks between our toes as the water washes over our feet. A yellow crab with beady black eyes and a bug in his mouth darts sideways, skittering away from the water down into his deep, dark hole. We chuckle and again give praise we were not created on the fifth day. The three of us have a grand time talking on the beach. Thank you for joining me and the Creator this morning.
We drove to Hobby Airport this morning to return our beautiful 15 YO granddaughter to her parents in California, after a fun week of ‘grand time’. The Bluebonnets were breathtaking, I would love to walk through a field of them! After the rain passed and we were on Hwy 6 heading back to Aggieland they were much darker blue and thicker! I think they were thanking God for the drink and a promise to bless a lot of people. Our 10 month old Golden would love nothing more than a romp in the woods…and the fact that Geli was chased by a coyote with you there is the exact reason we don’t walk in the woods right now. She’s got more training to be accomplished! You’re one BRAVE lady, or I’m the biggest chicken! And snake boots may be something I add to my wish list!
East Tennessee, just east of Knoxville! Beautiful mountains, dogwood trees blooming, grass growing and needs to be cut for the first time this year, blue skies, spring weather today!! I love it here…
Hello from South Dakota! Sometime the weather gets a little mixed up here. As we catch precious moments of sunshine and then a few hours later enjoy a snow storm, there is nothing like living for each moment. The light sprinkle of snow is resting on the ground right now, but tomorrow brings 40 and warmth. The birds are returning and people are just about bursting to soak up the sun again. Sometimes the best reminders are those precious moments when we are reminded that the hope of spring will return no matter how harsch the winter. It’s a beautiful day to breathe in the wet air, rich soil, and the coming of spring.
As of September, I am in San Antonio, TX. We moved from Boise, ID. I am loving being a Texas girl!
Here in Fairview, TN, my buttercups are up and bright,my hyacinths are in bloom (I wish you could smell them) and everything is starting to green up. Tuesday, I watched it snow and cover everything in about 3 minutes and within 10 more it was all gone again. Welcome to spring time in Tennessee 🙂
Ah, Beth–what a lovely virtual walk with you yesterday! One day–maybe in Heaaven–we can take a real one. 🙂 Ann in Cataula, GA
I am in Longview, Texas. Northeast Texas. 120 miles from Dallas & 60 miles from Shreveport, Louisiana. Just had a glorious rainstorm. The tulip trees have bloomed. The fruit trees are blooming now. There are daffodils and gorgeous Japanese maple trees. My yard is filled with very tall majestic pine trees. Our historic farmers market starts back tomorrow. I love my hometown. God is good!
I live also in Florida my Roses love the hot and cold weather and the squirrel s are out and about tormenting my pup Scotty all around us is Gods creation the beautiful sky’s at sun set what a mighty God we serve just a little bit of my world here in the green mountains of Florida hope you enjoyed the walk
Warm greetings to all you sisters from rainy Oregon. I am in a tiny town called Canyonville. The skies are cloudy and the clouds have been shaking themselves off like dogs for days now. The huge birch tree in our front yard drips water from every tiny, newly emerged leaf. Like happy tears that spring has returned. The creek behind the house is shouting for joy as the banks swell and make room for the steelhead that will be visiting. Everywhere you look, you see God. Moss clings to everything, but it’s so beautiful and wispy. Although the Pacific is more than an hour away, if I close my eyes I can hear the sound it makes when it greets the shore. It’s my very favorite time of year. I lost my father three weeks ago and it was his as well. So this year I greet it for both of us. I wait my turn to see what he is seeing now. Until then I drink up the beauty of this place and try to imagine the sights you all are sharing. Beth, I loved your walk so much. Y’all make my heart happy.
Beth,
I am writing from the eastern part of Georgia. I live several miles from town midst the pine trees that are the reason we have a Pine Tree Festival every year.
It is still trying to be Spring here. We had extremes from 27 degrees to 79 degrees this week. The trees and shrubs are bravely budding in spite of the weather. It has rained off and on all day today.
From my window by the computer I look out over our front lawn and our blueberry bushes. Last summer there were two fawns who strolled by my window and we spotted them often during the early fall. There are lots of other animals in the woods around our property which come to the pond for water.
This winter this section of Georgia had snow, rain, sleet, a bad ice storm, tornadoes, and even felt an earthquake in South Carolina. We are wondering what will be next. So tired of winter.
Thanks for sharing with us.
Greetings from Kansas City Missouri (although my heart’s desire is to live in Israel).
Thank you for loving the body of Christ.
Regards,
I live in Fairmont, MN. A small, unfriendly town that I have had to live in for the last four years. Despite the fact that we have been unable to find a church that preaches God’s word, or make any friends, He never fails to show His presence here. God manages to paint the most gorgeous sunsets every night. We live on the edge of town and have an unobstructed view of the western sky. I marvel at the beauty of the colors and the uniqueness of each and every sunset. There are some nights my husband and sit together and watch and think, “Wow! How stunning are those oranges!” Then five minutes later look up and see the most spectacular pinks.
From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets, the Name of the Lord is to be praised. Psalm 113:3
I am writing to you from Red Deer Alberta Canada. I am blessed to live on a 140 acre horse farm with my wonderful husband. We are having a light dusting of snow today,and some swirling snow across our fields. Our trees are mostly poplar with a few beautiful spruce scattered about. To me there is no more beautiful sight than the horses outside my living room window. I have a very well behaved Australian Sheppard and a not so well behaved little “Boston Terrorist” who love to keep me entertained when I walk! It makes me smile just dreaming of spring!
Crystal. Livonia. Michigan
Still large white piles of snow on the ground. Dog days of winter with little sun but kids still love to be outside. Still cold. About 35 outside. We are waiting waiting for spring and some sun!!
So thankful god has us working on all our corners of His world!
We recently moved from Paris France to small-town Warsaw, Indiana. While dealing with the severe culture shock, we’ve also experienced one of our worst winters in recent memory. I’ve traded the Eiffel Tower for an ice-covered lake but enjoy watching ice fishermen brave the cold temps to take home fresh fish for dinner. In the last few days the ice has begun to melt and we have a blue heron, a bald eagle and many sea gulls feasting on fish that was frozen in the ice. The clouds cleared today to give us a brilliant sunset that would rival any piece of art in the Louvre. Soon we will be able to sit on the patio and soak in those rays of bright sunshine and watch ducks lazily paddle across the rippling water. Life is good. :o)
We just recently moved from the gorgeous rolling hills of Lancaster, Pennsylvania, where there are so many Amish farms that the beauty of the farms with the mules and uninterrupted scenery is breathtaking. We now live in a small town named Garner, Iowa. Very different landscape here. We’ve only ever seen winter here, and as the snow has finally melted from most areas, the brown is overwhelming to me. I’m hoping for the green to bloom forth and for the hikes, which will take on a different meaning, to be full of adventure with new scenery of flat lands and windmills. I dream of the types of flowers and wildlife that will show themselves to us.
And hoping for no snakes! 🙂
I live in Dallas, TX. My favorite season (in this part of the country), is nearly over. Soon we”ll be into unbearable TX heat, but PTL for A/C. I live in a residential area with some big, old trees and it’s nice that some of them stay green all year long. The other trees have budded and bloomed in some cases, then gotten confused because it got cold again! It was a weird winter for everyone, I think! I praise The Lord for our diversity and that all we need is the love if Christ to knit us together! 🙂
Hi Beth (and team),
I live in a warm and muggy locale where in the Spring time, it seems the sun NEVER shines. It’s always cloudy, and the trees scatter their pollen so thickly that everything appears green. Slowly, the Spring will transition into Summer and it will be SO SO HOT outside, but still muggy. The blessing of the Summer is that sun will finally return. 🙂 Where am I? I am your neighbor, right here in Katy, TX. You knew it all sounded familiar didn’t you.
Be Blessed, sisters.
Huntington Beach 🙂 lovely Southern California evening. It’s about 64 degrees right now and the sky is a beautiful shade of pale blue with a lovely pink sunset. Today was gorgeous. Tank top & flip flop weather. Monarch butterflies in the garden. So thankful for my town.
Greeting from Macomb, Michigan where the ice on the lakes are finally starting to melt…welcoming a warm 53 degrees today with a beautiful light breeze…FINALLY…single digits and minus degrees are disappearing and we begin to see the buds peeking out on the branches…with an abundance of robins getting their nests ready…Spring Cometh soon!!
We are in rural north Louisiana where we just this past week got our corn crop in the ground! The cold and rain gave way just in time and now tiny green seeds are sprouting safely in the gumbo soil and soon they will almost jump out of the ground. (My husband says when he was a child he thought he could hear the corn plants “squeak” as they grew each night.) We just had another rain storm last night, but it felt like a spring storm – does that make sense? – so we enjoyed listening to the thunder and the rain hitting the tin roof. I love springtime on the farm!
Blowing in from windy and chilly Nebraska. We are in extremes one day beautiful sunny take off your sweater weather to snow flakes dig out your scarf day and then blow away.
I live in Mt. Joy, PA. We are close to Hershey, PA where you will be in a little over a month. Get ready to smell the chocolate and see the vast amount of farmland in this region. Rolling hills with the flowers bulbs just starting to spring up out of the ground. When you are here in May Beth you will see the beautiful tulips that Hershey plants along the main road going through the town. It is beautiful Beth. You will love it! The town lights are Hershey Kisses. So many of us are looking forward to your visit here in May. Have a great weekend Beth. Glad you are getting some down time.
Hi Mary,
I’m from Grantville…not far from you. I often pass the sign on 283 but have never been in your town. It’s a blessing to know like hearted ladies near by :).
Jessa
Hey, ya’ll! The weather here in NE Florida just can’t decide if it’s winter or spring! But the trees are getting sweet new green leaves, the azaleas are starting to bloom, and when I sat at the beach at lunch today, I could sit without my jacket!
You just have no idea what a blessing you all are to all of us-we love our siestas so very much!
I’m checking in from sunny Tucson, AZ. The mountains are beautiful with the signs of greenery. They won’t be green for long! The heat will burn everything to a dirt brown color come July. Absolutely love the multicolored sunsets from the back porch. xoxo
Hi Beth
I’m from Decatur IL, where Spring is taking it’s sweet time to kick in. Today we had rain and the promise of 51 degrees, but never rose above 45 on the thermometer. There are buds on the trees, and some green tulip leaves poking through the ground. It seems to be cold and gray, or cold and windy – but this is the most amazing thing. Flocks of sea gulls have settled in the area around our lake and when I drive across the bridges, it looks like a snow globe of gulls! They are swirling around and covering the lake and it is a sight to see. I feel like I am in the Feed the Birds scene from Mary Poppins.
Our local groundhog has returned to our shed. I went out and asked him to move along today, in the name of Jesus….but then I just thanked God that our critters walk on four legs and I have not at this point ever seen a black snake curled up on my patio, so I guess I will count my blessings <3
Coming to you from the suburbs of one of “your home away from homes”, Nashville TN! We have mutual friends in the precious Chris Adams & Julie Woodruff, with whom I have the pleasure of knowing & serving with at Longhollow BC.
Reading your post in Belleville, Ontario, Canada, where the snow is finally starting to melt. My students came in from recess very wet today, having played in the puddles from one of our first Spring rains. It is lovely to hear the birds chirping in the morning once again!
I live on Smith Lake in north Alabama. 522 miles of glorious deep water – clean and clear. We have had our home as a second home for years until our kids moved on to their careers so we moved here permanently and love it! Bass fisherman’s paradise! We have a ski boat and bass boat and two Sea doe’s for total lakeside living. It is absolutely gorgeous when the sun comes up and I’m spending time with the Lord (I get up at 4AM each morning to experience that). He has blessed us!
Today in Covington, Louisiana our mighty God has made his presence known. From window rattling thunder, sheets of rain and a howling wind that is putting a nip in the air, if I didn’t have access to the calendar I would think that it was October and my beloved LSU tigers had a game tonight. It is reminiscent of fall tonight…and though there is a piece of me that wants to say…it’s not supposed to get chilly this time of year and I am so ready to plant and see new life pop through fragrant soil, the rest of me knows…this is our last cooling off before temperatures rise and humidity spikes. Before I know it my children will be begging for snowballs every day after school and the heat that envelopes south Louisiana will be upon us. So I’m going to enjoy the last little cold snap that we have and make my babies a cup of hot chocolate to go with it! In the midst of a personal health crisis it is a good reminder to praise God…especially for the unexpected!
Greetings from southeastern Massachusetts! The final traces of snow are still with us in the shady spots, but, for the most part, the ground is visible and soft. The greening should start soon, I think. I’m a Cajun country girl living here in “exile,” and I’m still acclimating as to what to expect out of New England’s seasons. Today, my hubby and I took our darling little pup Gigi on a walk on the waterfront in Plymouth, MA. The ocean tide was way out, but the scenery was beautiful just the same. The magnificent Mayflower replica ship was in dock, and Plymouth Rock stood guarded by man-made rails and fences. A fellow dog walker told us how excited she and Oliver were to he able to get out of the house and enjoy this snowless, warmish day. It was pretty glorious. 🙂
I live in a little piece of paradise called Amelia Island, Florida, just south of the great State of Georgia. The ocean roars, the birds soar ( and a few things slither around here as well).
It’s Spring Break in Oregon. I’ve lived here all 46 years of my life and honestly can’t begin to even guess when we had a full seven days of sun during spring break:) so as I sit looking out our window, the hazelnut farm beckons me with the lush greens of spring. At this moment the fog is rolling over the hillside along with deep charcoal clouds loaded with drenching rains. Today was a one inch day of dripping sloppiness… Mud puddles, squish grass and wet lavished chickens greet me as I walked across our backyard tonight. Know though that this state is something spectacular! Well worth a visit if you’ve never seen the Pacific Northwest!
Greetings from sunny, Orlando, Florida where we enjoy warm weather, theme parks, and an hour’s drive to the beach. We also have black snakes here. They really get around.
Hello! From the most easterly city in Canada…St. John’s, Newfoundland. The view from my window is the magnificent Atlantic Ocean where the ice is slowly melting and we are eagerly awaiting spring 😉