Wordless Wednesday: A Visitor in the Wake of the Flood
After last week’s flooding rain, John spotted this big snapping turtle paddling along in our creek. His/her neck was nearly as thick as John’s arm.
After last week’s flooding rain, John spotted this big snapping turtle paddling along in our creek. His/her neck was nearly as thick as John’s arm.
Although spreading shade has curtailed her numbers, our beloved sister Bee Balm has begun her sweet blooming precisely at Solstice as she always does.
There are some big advantages to living in North Carolina. This is our snowpocalypse from the big Winter Storm now blasting through some 39 states.
Magical harbinger of happiness, we are rarely visited by bluebirds, since they prefer open meadows. So this cheerful sight is especially welcome.
Huddled around our fire circle, this bench tells the story of our 12 inches or so of late Autumn snowfall. As of this morning, we are still iced in.
As the hurricane bears down, I wanted to reassure you, but also thank you for your ongoing prayers and good wishes. Here’s what we know right now.
Every week seems to bring more drama, craziness, scandal, sorrow, and anger. We must remember to pause the head noise, connect, and breathe. Join me?
It’s Wordless Wednesday. Take a break. Go outdoors. Be silent and receive life’s many blessings. Absorb the majesty of resurrection in every thing.
After thunder and lightning last night, on this first full day of Spring, an uncharacteristic snow squall descends on us here at Laurel Hill cottage.
Spring is slowly arriving at our Laurel Hill Cottage, with a pair of spotted salamanders stirring in our pond. Although common, they are rarely seen.