a gift of wonder

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• a gentle protector within the realm of the books (258)
• a whisper on the wings of the wind.. Morning Glory! (201)
• and the spirit of God moved upon the waters.. Genesis (203)
• as a partnership it was destined to end but not without beauty… (239)
• as a sojourner he loved sight but not quite as much as insight … (237)
• Autum Leaves –Dancing in the breeze (251)
• beauty at the edge of Autumn.. goldfinch leaves ready to take flight… (243)
• childhood midsummer afternoons when you could catch the truth in a net… (243)
• every leaf always had its chance to speak before the conversation was ended… (271)
• every lily was compelled to be all it could be.. there were no alternatives… (238)
• God knows I want to be a rose but the closest i ever got was just ragamuffin beauty… (235)
• he knew that the landscape of his life was being forever changed… shaped by grace… (197)
• he was happy to know the truth.. it had set him free.. (151)
• home is a place your soul can rest and return to… (185)
• honour the sacredness of everyday life… (196)
• in the creator’s mind’s eye there was a depth which no one could comprehend… (195)
• it is impossible to have a small life if your life opens up onto eternity… why are you creative… (180)
• it was the first of snow and the start of another transformation… (192)
• it was the most courageous thing he had ever done weaving that slender thread into the tapestry of his life… (180)
• it was the place of no longer and not yet to be overshadowed by full bloom… (202)
• lengthening shadows maked the hours yet sunlight filled the days… (182)
• life is short but passion is long.. so whenever possible go along… (185)
• living in the light knowing what is needed for life…. (187)
• muted beauty a woodland glen shuffling off into November…. (179)
• of heaven… and earth… oh, what an opportunity we have.. (203)
• only the wind knows every tree…. (189)
• stick, stick, leaf and stone one again becoming… (185)
• still the sacred passage waited patiently for the sojourner’s arrival… (190)
• sunbeams monbeams wind and rain creation was always dancing… (175)
• take time to enjoy your life.. you only pass this way once.. (194)
• the basics seem so transcendently simple if you can see with your heart… (183)
• the biting distortions of Winter brought clarity to my troubled mind… (171)
• the contrasting weeks of Winter… creating December’s new quilt… (193)
• the delicate beauty is gone… but the rugged beauty lingers on.. Indian Summer (182)
• the fallen leaves had never felt the weight of the winter sky before… (172)
• the great escape from the known into the unknown… once again… (187)
• the perishable portrait… the grass withers and the flower fades… (185)
• the place was forgotten… yet fragments of memory lingered on… (189)
• the rock in the river… radical acceptance balanced with radical change… (173)
• the sheer beauty and audacity of becoming… being…. alive in the universe… (194)
• the snowflakes held within themselves the memory of the mountain stream… (181)
• the strength and humility of beauty… simple places whre God may enter and dwell… (158)
• the veins of autumn gold would soon be safely hidden in winter’s icy vault… (174)
• the winter wind and the earth each have such a deep passion… (187)
• there comes a time when you just need to celebrate… so celebrate (183)
• trillium emerging… beauty appropriate to its place.. (187)
• urban roadkill,,, ready for the great Creator’s recycling bin of life.. please! (193)
• vulnerable moment… no longer and not yet… all part of destiny… (189)
• what dwelt in the bottomless depths… surely only the ages… the fools… and the sages for sure… (176)
• would that not be a fierce and fragile place… where God may dwell only for a season… (219)