a gift of wonder

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• a gentle protector within the realm of the books (95)
• a whisper on the wings of the wind.. Morning Glory! (69)
• and the spirit of God moved upon the waters.. Genesis (72)
• as a partnership it was destined to end but not without beauty… (81)
• as a sojourner he loved sight but not quite as much as insight … (78)
• Autum Leaves –Dancing in the breeze (88)
• beauty at the edge of Autumn.. goldfinch leaves ready to take flight… (81)
• childhood midsummer afternoons when you could catch the truth in a net… (84)
• every leaf always had its chance to speak before the conversation was ended… (104)
• every lily was compelled to be all it could be.. there were no alternatives… (80)
• God knows I want to be a rose but the closest i ever got was just ragamuffin beauty… (80)
• he knew that the landscape of his life was being forever changed… shaped by grace… (57)
• he was happy to know the truth.. it had set him free.. (59)
• home is a place your soul can rest and return to… (61)
• honour the sacredness of everyday life… (58)
• in the creator’s mind’s eye there was a depth which no one could comprehend… (59)
• it is impossible to have a small life if your life opens up onto eternity… why are you creative… (57)
• it was the first of snow and the start of another transformation… (56)
• it was the most courageous thing he had ever done weaving that slender thread into the tapestry of his life… (58)
• it was the place of no longer and not yet to be overshadowed by full bloom… (65)
• lengthening shadows maked the hours yet sunlight filled the days… (61)
• life is short but passion is long.. so whenever possible go along… (56)
• living in the light knowing what is needed for life…. (66)
• muted beauty a woodland glen shuffling off into November…. (63)
• of heaven… and earth… oh, what an opportunity we have.. (69)
• only the wind knows every tree…. (61)
• stick, stick, leaf and stone one again becoming… (68)
• still the sacred passage waited patiently for the sojourner’s arrival… (60)
• sunbeams monbeams wind and rain creation was always dancing… (57)
• take time to enjoy your life.. you only pass this way once.. (59)
• the basics seem so transcendently simple if you can see with your heart… (59)
• the biting distortions of Winter brought clarity to my troubled mind… (64)
• the contrasting weeks of Winter… creating December’s new quilt… (60)
• the delicate beauty is gone… but the rugged beauty lingers on.. Indian Summer (56)
• the fallen leaves had never felt the weight of the winter sky before… (59)
• the great escape from the known into the unknown… once again… (62)
• the perishable portrait… the grass withers and the flower fades… (68)
• the place was forgotten… yet fragments of memory lingered on… (57)
• the rock in the river… radical acceptance balanced with radical change… (56)
• the sheer beauty and audacity of becoming… being…. alive in the universe… (63)
• the snowflakes held within themselves the memory of the mountain stream… (64)
• the strength and humility of beauty… simple places whre God may enter and dwell… (61)
• the veins of autumn gold would soon be safely hidden in winter’s icy vault… (56)
• the winter wind and the earth each have such a deep passion… (61)
• there comes a time when you just need to celebrate… so celebrate (67)
• trillium emerging… beauty appropriate to its place.. (70)
• urban roadkill,,, ready for the great Creator’s recycling bin of life.. please! (59)
• vulnerable moment… no longer and not yet… all part of destiny… (58)
• what dwelt in the bottomless depths… surely only the ages… the fools… and the sages for sure… (58)
• would that not be a fierce and fragile place… where God may dwell only for a season… (81)