Tag: Wildflowers

  • 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…

  • Beauty and the Beast

    Spring in the Smokies is in glorious bloom! Today’s woodland wander was a stroll along Beauty Boulevard. “Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they neither toil or spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not clothed as one of these.” Matthew6:28 . . . until going off-trail…

  • The Call

    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…

  • Finite vs. Infinite

    NASA’s just released James Webb Space Telescope’s spectacular deep space images of our unseen universe imparted an ambivalent consciousness of my own finite, trivial minuteness and God’s infinite, stunning immensity. Today my 24/7/365 Last Frontier backyard ‘Nature Channel’ displayed terra-firma exhibits of His magnificence, imparting a peaceful assurance . . . “Heaven is my throne,…

  • Welcome Back Flowers

    Welcome Back Flowers is the sequel to Farewell Flowers posted prior to leaving the Smoky Mountains forests for the Alaskan wilderness last month. Snow-birding between these two awesome corners of creation provides ‘seasonal jet-lag’ . . . as Spring morphs into Summer in the Smokies, it’s just beginning to emerge from Winter’s grip in the…

  • Farewell Flowers

    Otra dia, otra adventura is a Spanish adage that translates . . . another day, another adventure . . . every day exploring Creation is. Got in one last Great Smoky Mountains wander today before jumping on the jet to the Last Frontier tomorrow. As always a new adventure awaited, two colorful blooms not yet…

  • Wildflower Reminiscing

    Woodland wanderings always envelop my soul with an inexplicable, comforting . . . I’m Home . . . peace. Perhaps it’s because this world is not my final home, and His creation reveals glimpses of my final forever Home. In nearly 8 decades life’s journey has found me calling 8 states home . . .…