Abba's Art

Category: Abba’s Art

  • Spring’s 1st Lily

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    A picture is worth a thousand words . . . God’s surpass all words. “Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil or spin; and yet I say to you’ even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed as one of these”. – Luke 12:27

  • Tourist Insanity

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    I’m doubt this dude was the class Valedictorian.  When I suggested he consider backing off he replied, “I bet I could pet it”. Fortunately, this yearling bear preferred to continue munching on walnuts rather than dine on Tourist T-Bone 😊

  • Wildflower Phastasmagoria

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    Fred D
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    “I would have liked to have seen the whole world with eyes incapable of anything but wonder, and with a tongue fluent only in praise” – The Prince of Tides. Such was mine wandering through the forest today gingerly treading among a vibrant patchwork of diminutive Spring blooms carpeting the forest floor, totally immersed in…

  • Claude Monet Sunset

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    Fred D
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    Controlled burns in the Smokies added to their haze creating a Claude Monet sunset . . . a ‘picture perfect’ way to end the day. “The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands”. – Psalm 19:1                          …

  • Jeremy’s Egg

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    The unfiltered eyes and minds of children see things adults have forgotten to notice, and perceive the simple beauty of their significance. I’ve shared this story at Easter before, but some stories are worth re-reading. Jeremy’s Egg portrays Easter’s meaning through the eyes and mind of a child with a precious understanding that no sermon…

  • Last Words

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    Fred D
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    Having the last word may be of benefit in a discussion, but of what benefit will your last words be? As though it was yesterday, the last words my mother spoke to me before going Home at 93 still echo in my heart . . . “Later Freddy”. Those two words spoke, and continue to…

  • Spring Splendor

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    Fred D
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    On the western side of the Great Smoky Mountains lies Ashville, NC, an eclectic small town and home to the Biltmore Estate. America’s largest private home, George Washington Vanderbilt II had it built during 1880s. A quaint, châteauesque style, 135,280sq. ft., 250-room edifice, it’s tucked away on 8,000 acres. George affectionately referred to it as…

  • Contemplating Mortality

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    Youth’s active exuberance struggles to comprehend the laid-back contentment of many senior citizens who have Been there – Seen it – Done it,  particularly when it concerns mortality. Why is it those in the latter chapters of their life’s story are often those most at peace with reaching The End? Mother Nature highlighted mortality on…

  • Pity Party Perspective

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    Fred D
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    I’m definitely a sunshine fan. The recent stretch of rainy, cloudy weather has me yearning for the sun to pop back out and dispel the damp, gloomy overcast. Such were my thoughts up on the mountain, on the verge of having a little pity party. Gazing out over the gray shrouded Smokies, a lone pine…

  • Giving Trees

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    The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein is one of my favorite children’s books. It’s a story about a tree that keeps on giving, and a boy who keeps on taking. Finally, upon becoming an old, the man cuts down the tree to sit on its stump “… and the tree was happy”. Such where were…