Tag: Art

  • Seeing D😊uble

    Photo-shopped reflections of a couple litter critters encountered on today’s woods wander . . . Keep Looking Up ^ . . . but look out below! 😊

  • Creation’s Magnum Opus

    No words . . . just a glimpse of Glory that graced my eyes today. “Consider the lilies of the field . . . Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these“‘” Matthew 6:28-29 I M Blessed . . . May U B 2

  • Change of Plans

    Uncertainty is a certainty of life. I can’t help but wonder if King Solomon, who exceeded all the kings on earth in riches and wisdom, had this in mind when he penned Proverbs 16:9 . . . “In their hearts humans plan their course, but the Lord established their steps.” I planned to be in…

  • Wildflowers and ‘Calling Cards’

    Climbed up on the mountain this afternoon, hoping to catch sight of Bubba or Beefus . . . No luck. Evidently, they have other ‘priorities’ this time of year that take precedence to entertaining old duffers like me 😊 However, I was treated to some spectacular Nature eye candy. Here’s a couple pics of vivid…

  • Bubba and Beefus

    Sharing our Smoky Mountain digs with Mother Nature’s menagerie keeps the guest list in a constant state of flux. Smoky and his clan are regular visitors, and among them are Bubba and Beefus. These two large, dominant boar bears are not the best of buddies, especially during the late May to early July black bear…

  • Friends and Secrets

    This pic popped up today on my On This Day app from 19 years ago.  I had hiked up into Alaska’s Talkeetna Range, shed my boots, and was basking my 10 little piggies in the sunshine . . . obviously I’m not into pedicures 😊 I remember that day. Gazing out over the snow surrendering…

  • Life’s Brief Gossamer Wings

    Up here on the mountain – down in the ‘holler’ – over the ‘crick’ we experienced a large Mayfly hatch last evening. They clung to our windows and literally covered portions of our deck . . . but that’s Good News😁 . . . mayflies require clean water to breed, and large hatches indicate a…

  • Smoky Mountain Misty Morn’

    Strong thunderstorms last evening orchestrated one of my favorite Creation symphonies . . . the soothing staccato of raindrops dancing on a metal roof. Local forecasts predicted clearing by late morning, nixing a spectacular sunrise photo opt.  However, living in the Great Smoky Mountains for the past eight years has taught me some of her…

  • Blue Angels

    I’ve had the privilege of watching the incredible aeronautic skills of the Blue Angels soaring through the skies, vicariously wishing it was me in the cockpit. I’m certain those amazing Navy jet jockeys would be fearfully gripping their joysticks if they knew what this ole Marine ragamuffin was contemplating😊 This morning, listening to the Canadian…

  • Liquid Thunder

    Standing at Bald River Falls, its roaring cascades misting my face, I simultaneously sensed my minuscule smallness and God’s magnificent greatness. Then my gaze focused on the remains of two tree trunks mid-falls . . . it was as though they were trying to hold back the tumultuous flow . . . how so often…