Another storm is upon us. I would take some last photos of the roses, but I don’t think my camera is rainproof, and besides, the poor blossoms are whipping unbecomingly in the wet, blustery wind. There are petals all over the sodden grass, soon to be covered, they say, with snow. Sigh. It looks like my precipitation-phobic goats will be staying in the barn for a while.
In an effort to accept the passing of summer and embrace the change of seasons, I snapped a shot of glowing autumn while on my morning walk. Stay tuned for tomorrow’s photo—it might be a shot of gleaming winter!
|Willows, reed grasses, currents, and smaller cottonwoods add beautiful contrast to a backdrop of Russian olives and big cottonwoods.|
“But blessed is the man who trusts me, God, the woman who sticks with God. They’re like trees replanted in Eden…bearing fresh fruit every season.” –JEREMIAH 17:8 (MSG)