Author: Fred D

Been a while since the last post . . . who just said “Thank Goodness!” 🙂 Immersed in the midst of snow-bird packing to slightly warmer climes until next Spring, my wilderness roamings with camera have been curtailed as of late.  Nevertheless, busyness does not negate extending Christmas greetings, so here’s a pic; a synopsis…

Hi Y’all  . . . practicin’ my Southern :), The thermometer registered a frigid zero this morning.  Our resident red squirrel (he has lotsa’ buds in the neighborhood) appeared to be praying, with tiny paws folded, for warmth.  Below him one of our roaming ruffed grouse covey scratched in the snow for seeds.  Sure thankful my Dad chose to place me here…

One of life’s unappreciated joys is being cramped into a coach class airline seat for 7 hours. It provides ‘quality captive time’ to read and ponder … I realize I’m a tad weird 🙂 Sooooo, here I sit with my honey (she’s sleeping) 34,000 ft. above terra firma on our way back from the awesome Smoky Mts.…

“A picture is worth 1,000 words” will forever remain an inadequate, feeble attempt at describing Abba’s spectacular creationscapes.  The towering beauty of the Last Frontier’s rugged ranges . . . the contoured,  hills and ‘hollers’ of the Smokies . . . are contrasts in artistic magnificence that defy comparison.  So, without any further words, here’s a glimpse of what Ellen and I…

I often wonder how many countless members of God’s magnificent menagerie I’ve passed by on my woodland wanderings without ever sensing their presence.  This pic testifies to the amazing camouflage Mother Nature utilizes to protect her own . . . isn’t evolution incredible . . . NOT!                                                     Be Blessed, and . . .                                      +…

I recently purchased a Fitbit.  It tells me the time, how many steps I’ve taken; miles covered; stairs climbed; heart rate; pulse rate; calories burned; hours slept; time exercised . . . amazing little gadget! However, this technological marvel cannot tell me the answer to a question King David, and I suspect all of us have…

… and we all do fade as a leaf …” – Isa. 64:6 Snow yesterday . . . 23 degrees this morning . . . icily invigorating!  Alas, Alaska’s 4 S season has arrived  . . .  Splitting wood – Shoveling snow – Studded snow tires – Skiing (Hooray!). Came across this quote in my reading…

Pasted on my computer is John Muir’s quote, “The mountains are calling and I must go.”  Lygon Stephens professed, “I climb because I love mountains … and I meet God there.” An avalanche took her young soul Home to Him.  Jesus often “… went up into the mountain to apart to pray …”.  There’s an inexplicable,  enigmatic draw mountains possess on souls. …

Fall in The last Frontier . . . all too soon . . . all too short.  Time to throw another log in the fireplace; hitch up the snow plow to the 4-wheeler; and wax up the skis as our longest, 19-shades-of-white, season descends upon us.   Causes my ever wandering mind to ponder such esoteric questions as .…