Nature’s Beauty Pageant

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Seasons transitions are Nature’s Beauty Pageants.  Forest floors carpeted in gold . . . mountains engraved with a 3,000 ft. white line . . . the Last Frontier’s spectacular Fall surrendering to Winter transition.

Here’s a few displays that set my soul singing How Great Thou Art this afternoon . . . gazing in awesome wonder. I M Blessed . . . May U B 2

Oh Lord, my God
When I, in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made

When through the woods, and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze

Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee
How great Thou art!

Winter’s First Snows
24 Carat Carpet
Matanuska Peak – Palmer, Alaska

Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!

Midnight Sun

Posted on by Fred D

The Land of the Midnight Sun is rapidly entering its Midnight Moon season, as seen in this 4 PM/4-degree wilderness wander picture.


Watching the sun begin to silently slip below the distant Chugach Range conjured a somewhat ambivalent thought of peaceful melancholy . . . this scene is somewhat analogous to my life . . . my Midnight Sun season is slowly slipping below life’s horizon, yielding to the Midnight Moon.  But there’s only peace . . . no remorse . . . as I stand alone in the frozen silence.


Life’s joys have been my sunshine, and the dark clouds of failure have taught me the past is a place of reference to grow from, not a place of residence to live in. I’ve been undeservedly blessed beyond measure, and know a Sonrise awaits that will never set.

Fish Lake Sunset – Chickaloon, Alaska


“Nevertheless I am not ashamed, for I know whom I have believed and am persuaded that He is able to keep what I have committed to Him until that Day”. – II Timothy 1:12


I M Blessed . . . May U B 2
 
Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Life’s Seasons

Posted on by Fred D

Winter Invades Fall

This after-the-storm picture of Winter invading Fall had me contemplating my mortality. From first to final breath, much like the changing of the seasons, life is a continuum of seasons.

The Spring of my life witnessed a carefree childhood morph into an adolescence of uncertainty and tentative teens before yielding to the Summer of adulthood, running the gamut of experiences and emotions from gain to loss; joy to sorrow; trial to triumph; happiness to heartbreak. Fall followed suit, but with slightly more intensity, enhanced by increased awareness of both life’s responsibly and appreciation.

Gazing on this scene today, I realized, albeit somewhat reluctantly, my life’s journey has entered Winter. Spanning nearly eight decades, my journey lies somewhere below life’s summit in Winter’s snows, above Fall’s fading colors. Given the genre of my life’s journey, I suspect my current location resides in that fog below the mountain’s summit 😊

Regrets?  . . . many, most self-attributable.  Blessings? . . . many more, attributable to God’s unfathomable Grace alone. And so, I gratefully journey on towards the summit, uncertain of my arrival time, but assured of a forever room at the top is waiting for me . . . Hope to see you there.

“My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you.” John 14:2

Snow and Salmon

Posted on by Fred D

Mother Nature sets her own seasonal calendar  . . . snow ushered in the ‘official’ first day of fall here as the last salmon finished spawning in a stream . . . another day blessed to enjoy in the Last Frontier.       

“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven” – Ecclesiastes 3:1

“Love to Live, Live to Love” – Amy Carmichael    
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Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Fall in Chickaloon, Alaska
Fall in the Chugach Mts.
Fall in the Talkeetna Mts.
Fall in the Matanuska Valley
Spawning Sockeye and Chum Salmon
Spawning Frenzy

Seasons Transition

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Fresh snow dusting the mountains, yellow tinged leaves . . . Last Frontier signs of Fall all knocking on Summer’s door.

“To everything there is a season, and time to every purpose under heaven“. – Ecclesiastes 3:1

Seasons Exchange

Posted on by Fred D

Snows receding from the mountains . . .

Trumpeter swans nesting on the lake . . .

Spring relinquishing to Summer . . .

Seasons exchange in the Land of the Midnight Sun

 “To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven” – Ecclesiastes 3:1

                                           
Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Giants in the Clouds
Trumpeter Swans