Abba's Art

Tag: Beauty

  • Hiking through Wonder

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    John Muir once wrote a caveat regarding visiting Alaska, which I’ve succumbed to, “You should never go to Alaska as a young man because you’ll never be satisfied with any other place as long as you live.” You’ve been duly warned 😊 Yesterday Grant and I hiked up into Hatcher Pass, one of my thousand…

  • Creation on Steroids

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    5,000 words in 5 pics . . . and some people ask why I love Alaska “The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament shows His handiwork” – Psalms19:1 His Goodness runs after me . . . I M Blessed . . . May U B 2

  • Moose Camp

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    The refrain of the contemporary hymn His Goodness echos in my thoughts testifying that, despite myself,  “His Goodness continues to run after me” . . . what an amazing omnipotent, all loving, all forgiving God is ours!  This past weekend I was blessed to spend some long overdue catch-up time with my special friend Daryl…

  • Alaska Majesty

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    Fred D
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    “Oh it’s good to be back home again” – John Denver “Let the rivers clap their hands, let the mountains sing together with joy.”Psalms98:8

  • Creepy Crawlers … Evolution or Creation?

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    I have a love/hate relationship with insects. Childhood summers frequently found me chasing orange Monarchs, yellow Swallowtails, and a variety of other brightly colored butterflies through fields with my net … and … smearing calamine lotion on painful bee stings and spider bites.   Not sure why God made mosquitoes and bald-faced hornets, but I’m…

  • Slime or Divine?

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    Slime or Divine? Confession . . . I secretly and regularly check in on what my neighbors are up to . . . Relax!!!  I’m referring to my game-cams strewn around our property. Yesterday they captured 5 different feral friends – 1 insect, 3 birds, and Bubba, a hefty male bear frequent guest. According to…

  • Sanctuary

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    As a child each summer was spent with my mother, siblings and grandparents at their cabin in Promised Land, PA . . . and indeed it was . . . my childhood sanctuary.  From sunup to sundown I delighted roaming its forests and streams . . . and a virtual little John Muir was born…

  • Thin Spaces and Bottled Tears

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    Fred D
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    Celtic Christians have a deep appreciation for nature and coined the term Thin Space . . . those transient, ephemeral moments when suddenly eternity seems to invade time, and heaven touches earth. Yesterday, my morning woods wander was graced with such a Thin Space interlude.  A brief cloudburst had soaked the forest in the fragrance…

  • Great Smoky Mountains Road Trip

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    Blazing sunshine has pushed temps to near 80, a welcome respite from what has been an unusually cold winter here the Great Smoky Mountains. Energized, my permanent senior sidekick and I decided the day was custom made for a leisurely road trip. It quickly became obvious there were a million+ other individuals who had the…

  • Feral Family Gathering

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    One of the joys of living in the ‘wilds’ up on the mountain – down in the ‘holler’ – by the ‘crick’ in the Great Smokies is enjoying the impromptu, ‘Stop By Anytime’ visits from the interesting menagerie of our friendly feral neighbors. “All creatures great and small, the Lord God made them all.“ We…