One of the things I knew I would miss, once we moved, was our walk. My feet had traveled that little country road for years. When I began, it was a simple dirt road. On the rare occasion when a car or truck drove by, I was lost in a cloud of dust.
Eventually, when the Christian School took up residence not far from us, it was paved. I had to learn the best times to walk, as another school and then a small subdivision were added. It was a bit treacherous when the school buses and parents delivering children to the schools were out and about. Still I walked - sometimes alone, then with a friend, then with my husband.
It was when the stores joined the ever growing community, I knew the days of walking along this stretch of country road I had come to love were numbered.
We have found a new place to walk near our apartment. It is much more urban than I would like. I felt the loss for a while, but then I began to notice the gifts the Father had scattered along the way. Truly, He is always there sending love and grace - if we only have eyes to see.
There is something so calming about water - and water that dances and bubbles over is sheer delight.
Even in this man-made pond the little ducks find a home.
A beautiful "bouquet:"
a lovely "etching" right in front of my feet!
acorns - in spite of the drought - containers filled with the potential for new life
the wind making the grasses dance
a field of sun flowers
a "portrait" painted against an impossibly blue background
a splash of color
And this! I couldn't believe he would sit so quietly as I carefully approached. Amazing!
And these two elegant ladies
"Thank you for the food we eat,
Thank you for the world so sweet,
Thank you for the birds that sing,
Thank you God for everything."
(Mrs. E. Rutter)
Linking to Ann's and the Gratitude Community
P.S. Our daughter is here for a visit from Paris. I will be spending as much time as I can with her. Please excuse me if I don't get to visit as much for the next couple of weeks.