“for every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. for every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. for every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.”
ivan panin
uncommon beauty
a bridge to nowhere
a moss covered rock forms a natural bridge in the woods
the only problem is the bridge leads nowhere and crosses nothing.
it’s a lovely bridge, none the less, one which we simply had to cross
touching my toes
If God wanted me to be able to touch my toes he would have made it possible for me to knit with my feet.
mirror, mirror
Great are the works of the Lord;
they are pondered by all who delight in them.
Glorious and majestic are his deeds,
and his righteousness endures forever.
psalm 112;2, 3
to a wild rose
“We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses.”– Abraham Lincoln
dieting….
lakeside
we went up to the kananaskis lake to take some pictures and the girls found a perfect spot to set up a lemonade stand. amberglas figured all the hikers would be thirsty when they got back. crystalorn said since no one else was selling snacks, they could make a fortune. now if only they had some lemons…….
delicate wonders
miniature white blooms, almost too small to see unless you pay close attention
i wonder why i like forget-me-nots so much when they grow on a mountain-side, but pull them as pernicious weeds when they grow in my garden?