Counting blessings
Take joy home,
And make a place in thy great heart for her,
And give her time to grow, and cherish her,
Then will she come, and oft will sing to thee...
It is a comely fashion to be glad;
Joy is the grace we say to God.
Jean Ingelow
191 - keeping cool
192 - barn swallows
193 - old gates
194 - mason jars
195 - rewards of a sunrise nature walk
196 - moss-covered bricks
197 - daybreak
198 - iPod bonding with your new brother-in-law
16 comments:
Beautiful. Always always beautiful.
I feel like slowing down and looking for barn swallows right now, but when it's hot tomorrow, maybe I'll just open my fridge and stare at eggs. Your blog is full of brilliant ideas....
Sweet and lovely post!
JoAnn, muchas smoochas!
joy is the grace we say to God...
jodi, your words to me tonight made me cry. i had no idea. how hard, to serve someone, isn't it? yet God gives love and grace and joy... and oh, i pray for you. and oh, i love that we walk together in this caring for our mother. you do well, sister. xo
Keeping cool! Ah-ha! I need a bigger refrigerator ...
#191 makes me want to stand inside my refrigerator. #197 makes me want to be in that place. Just read your comment on emily's blog. Been there. Done that. God is good.
I love the words, and all these pictures! I think Granny will have a fun time keeping the Little Miss out of her pantry and bottom-door-freezer come next visit. Keeping cool quickly turns into an exploration for "nums" of the readily-grabbable sort.
Niamh, granny can't wait. I miss her so much; grandpy does, too. Her birthday gift is in the mail. Hope she loves it! Pictures, please.
Rosie, very funny! Tee hee!
Nancy, <3
This inspired me to dust off a blue mason jar and cut some more Queen Anne's Lace from the side of our road. What a lovely bouquet that would make.
Wonderful pictures, inspiring thoughts!
Love these posts.
I see you posted a frig pic today too...yours is so cute.
Thanks for your sweet words today , friend!
Lovely.
I love the sequence of pictures, the colors (convovulvus has no equal) and the subjects.
How you chose to see (a few of them) after so little sleep on a deflated mattress ;) proves you live the meaning of the poem well!
the sunrise photo made me gasp.
and the little body in the refrigerator ~ serious precious.
What a beautiful poem. I like the idea of "making a place" for joy in our hearts. And love your photograph of "daybreak" - the light pouring through the trees looks joyous, doesn't it?
Emily, it does indeed.
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