Abba's Art

Tag: Art

  • Rusted and Restored

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    Fred D
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    My rusted old watering can has sprung a leak. Over the years we’ve nurtured and raised many summers of vibrant flowerbeds together. Having attained an advanced state of maturity???😊, and a tad rusted out myself, I’m not a big throw-away fan. I can remember my grandfather having me straighten out used nails . . .…

  • Termination Dust and Eagles

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    Fred D
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    A friend in the Lower 48 brought a smile to my face when they asked, “What is determination dust?” It’s called termination dust, and refers to the first snow that appears on Alaskan mountaintops signaling the end of summer. Actually, termination dust is an oxymoronic term . . . many Last Frontier mountains are covered…

  • Rainy Day Reflections

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    Fred D
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    For the past three days the sun has taken a hiatus from the Last Frontier. Continual, confining drizzles have taken up residence, raising creeks and dampening spirits. As an ole retired dude, I’ve a favorite dampening antidote . . . curling up with a book until the sun returns from vacation. Turning pages by the…

  • Feathered Friends

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    Fred D
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    A pair of trumpeter swans, a grebe, and a loon were my drizzling mist companions on a tranquil canoe paddle on the lake this afternoon . . . a relaxing backyard trek well worth to getting wet for 😊 “The boundary lines for me have fallen in favorable places” -Psalm 16:16 Keep Looking Up .…

  • Berrylicious!

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    Fred D
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    Guess what’s growing wild in our backyard? . . . bon appetit! 😊 Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!

  • ‘Looney’ Tunes

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    Fred D
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    Canoeing in a light drizzle across the lake yesterday, a pair of Gavia immer serenaded me. The melancholic warbling call of the common loon is the call of the wilderness.   . . . a tranquil respite that was mine to embrace in troubled world.  I M Blessed . . . May U B 2 “Peace…

  • The Call

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    Fred D
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    I heeded John Muir’s motto today … “The mountains are calling and I must go”… across the lake, Castle Mountain whispered my name. The trek up took a tad longer than usual. Yes, I’m a year older since my last climb, but I suspect sampling the ripening blueberries along the trail accounted for some extra…

  • Evening Splendor

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    Fred D
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    With the summer solstice a month past, the Last Frontier is losing 5 minutes of daylight every 24 hours. The good news, the glow of the aurora borealis will soon become visible in the night sky.   This evening I watched in wonder from our deck as the sun set over the mountains. I M Blessed…

  • Windy Wander

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    Fred D
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    Early morning rains gave way to 50-60 mph wind gusts as Grant and I hiked up above tree line in Arctic Valley today. Unlike my son, I didn’t have to be concerned about the wind messing up my hair 😊. . . Fun Day!  “The wind blows to the south and turns to the north;…

  • Yard Art

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    Fred D
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    I’ve always found the endless variety of yard art folks display in their yards ‘interesting’. It portrays the milieu of the property owner. Here’s our Alaskan yard art. What does it suggest to you about the culture of the owner?  😊 Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!