The end.
May God be with you! ❤️, Amy
Living life with Multiple Sclerosis
Hello Friend! I hope you are well. Summer in the Missouri Ozarks has been mild enough most days that I’ve been able to take the cats outside in their little catio to enjoy some fresh air. It’s always fun for me to take pictures of the cats, birds, and flowers. The last five pictures are from a special road trip last weekend 👰♀️🤵♂️💞!

































I hope your summer has been safe and happy. May God be with you! ❤️, Amy
























May God be with you! ❤️, Amy
Hello, friend! I hope you are doing well. We’ve had a stormy spring in Southwest Missouri. Matter of fact, last week we had SIX confirmed EF-0 tornadoes in and around our city and the region of the Ozarks! Several people had property damage in our area and many trees were uprooted causing road obstructions and damaging electrical lines. Clean up in our city is ongoing and some are still without power, though they expect it to be fixed in the next few days. Thankfully, we just had a few branches down and never lost electricity. Tornadoes are a fact of life here and it’s wise to have a healthy respect for them and a safety plan.
On the upside, we’ve had a lot of rain making the leafy forests of the Ozark Mountains look like a lush, green sea. My plants have been thriving with the joy of spring too.






About three weeks ago I noticed a house finch with a yucky eye, a sign of a contagious infection among songbirds that can be passed easily at feeders. So, I took all the feeders down, disinfected everything, and raked the ground under them. I just put the feeders back up a couple of days ago, I sure missed my little friends and am so happy everyone looks healthy.














May God be with you! ❤️, Amy
Hello, Friend! Spring is here again in the Ozarks.


A few blooms and seedlings around our neighborhood.












The birds are nesting, finding mates, singing, and eating a bit extra this time of year.






















I hope you enjoy this change of season wherever you are in the world. May God be with you! ❤️, Amy
Hello, Friend! It’s a balmy 11*F/-11*C in Southwest Missouri with about 8in/20cm of powdery snow on the ground. I’ve had a lot of birds at the feeders as well as many come by to eat the peanuts I threw out for them to enjoy. It’s been especially exciting birdwatching because I’ve had two firsts for me, a Yellow-rumped Warbler and a Yellow-bellied Sapsucker 💛!
















No Amy’s Axons post is complete without cats!





Stay cozy! Thank you for coming by ☺️. ❤️, Amy
Hubby and I weren’t sure if we were being tricked or treated when the Kitty Stork landed a very sick, flea-ridden, worm-infested, 8-week old kitten in our laps on Halloween night. The little tike had apparently ridden into our neighborhood in the engine of a car and was running around between houses trying to find a safe place. He was super sweet but exhausted and scared. When God brings such a needy creature straight to your door – you take it in, of course. As we bathed him to get rid of the fleas, we realized he had sustained some injuries to his nose and mouth from his hitchhiking exploit. (He also has a couple of uncontrollable squirty black stools when washing him up.) So…since there’s no such thing as a “free kitten”, my tenderhearted Hubby spent 3 hours at the emergency animal hospital getting our new boy sorted, not getting home until midnight.

We named him Frank, put him in the guest bathroom for quarantine, and took turns sitting with him for the next couple of weeks. He slept and slept for three days straight, only waking to eat, use the litter and PURR as he snuggled and looked into our eyes with soft, slow blinks.

Our regular vet saw him and eventually gave us the all clear for him to meet Wally and Clemmy! They had already met through the bathroom door but we kept their face to face visits short and carefully supervised. Slowly but surely, Clemmy and Wally made friends with Frank and have continued to help him learn proper cat manners 😉.

Oh, what a JOY Frank has been! He is now 14 weeks old and we’ve had him for six weeks. He has a gorgeous classic tabby pattern and is a looker!! He loves to be held, follows us everywhere we go, gives lots of kitty kisses, has a sonorous purr, and is a voracious eater. He plays and plays and plays and plays some more! He is goofy and funny and sweet and cuddly and adorable…I could gush on and on.




Frank LOVES Wally. (Who wouldn’t?!) Frank is growing on Wally (😂). Seriously, Wally has been extremely tolerant and gentle with Frank, especially since Frank seems to have chosen him as his mentor and roughhousing playmate. Thanks to Wally, Frank is learning the rules and boundaries of how to interact.



Clemmy has wowed us with her sweet, gentle, loving ways. She was the first to boop noses and to lie down next to Frank. Soon thereafter, we noticed she would groom his ears every time she was beside him. She now licks his face and grooms his neck too. Mutual grooming is a very important cat bonding behavior and it’s been wonderful to watch Clemmy initiate it with Frank.



Turns out Frank is a real TREAT! I guess the TRICK was how he stole our hearts so quickly❣️
May God be with you! ❤️, Amy
The following is from my daily devotional and attributed to the always eloquent Anonymous. I pray it blesses you as it did me.
May I never boast except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, through which the world has been crucified to me, and I to the world. ~ Galatians 6:14
They were people who were living to themselves. Their hopes, promises, and dreams still controlled them, but the Lord began to fulfill their prayers. They had asked for a repentant heart and had surrendered themselves with a willingness to pay any price for it, and He sent them sorrow. They had asked for purity, and He sent them sudden anguish. They had asked for meekness, and He had broken their hearts. They had asked to be dead to the world, and He killed all their living hopes. They had asked to be made like Him, so He placed them in the fire “as a refiner and purifier of silver (Malachi 3:3), until they could reflect His image. They had asked to help carry His cross, yet when He held it out to them, it cut and tore their hands.
They had not fully understood what they asked, but He had taken them at their word and granted them all their requests. They had been unsure whether to follow Him such a long distance or whether to come so close to Him. An awe and a fear was upon them, as Jacob at Bethel when he dreamed of”a stairway… reaching to heaven” (Genesis 28:12), or Eliphaz “amid disquieting dreams in the night ” (Job 4:13), or as the disciples when”they were startled and frightened, thinking they saw a ghost” (Luke 24:37), not realizing it was Jesus. The disciples were so filled with awe, they felt like asking Him either to depart from them or to hide His glory.
They found it easier to obey than to suffer, to work than to give up, and to carry the cross than to hang upon it. But now they could not turn back, for they had come too close to the unseen cross of the spiritual life, and its virtues had pierced them too deeply. And the Lord was fulfilling this promise of His to them: “I, when I am lifted up from the earth, will draw all men to Myself” (John 12:32).
Now at last their opportunity had come. Earlier they had only heard of the mystery, but now they felt it. He had fastened His eyes of love on them, as He had on Mary and Peter, so they could only choose to follow Him. And little by little, from time to time, with quick glimmers of light, the mystery of His cross shone upon them. They saw Him “lifted up from the earth,” and gazed on the glory that radiated from the wounds of His holy suffering. As they looked upon Him, they approached Him and were changed into His likeness. His name then shone out through them, for He lived within them. Their life from that moment on was one of inexpressible fellowship solely with Him above. They were willing to live without possessions that others owned and that they could have had, in order to be unlike others so they would be more like Him.
This is the description of all those throughout the ages who “follow the Lamb wherever He goes” (Revelation 14:4). If they had chosen selfishly for themselves or if their friends had chosen for them, they would have made other choices. Their lives would have shone more brightly here on earth, but less gloriously in His kingdom. Their legacy would have been that of Lot instead of Abraham. And if they had stopped along the way or if God had removed His hand from them, allowing them to stray, what would they have lost? What would they have forfeited at their resurrection?
Yet God strengthened them and protected them from themselves. Often, in His mercy He held them up when they otherwise would have slipped and fallen. And even in this life, they knew that all He did was done well. They knew it was good to suffer in this life so they would reign in the one to come; to bear the cross below, to wear a crown above; and to know that not their will but His was done in them and through them. ~ Anonymous
It’s been quite a long while since I’ve shared any photos. The following are a few of the highlights since my last post.




A few autumnal scenes…







I’ve continued to enjoy the birds, of course.






Wally and Clemmy continue to bring us plenty of entertainment and snuggles!









God be with you!
❤️, Amy

Cardinal and House Finch


Tufted Titmouse


Eastern Bluebird



Male ⬆️ and female ⬇️ Red-bellied Woodpecker




Clemmy Clementine 🖤🤍


Wally Cornwall 🤍🖤





May God be with you. ❤️, Amy
My cat story, told through pictures of our new, 16- week old Cornish Rex (CRX) kittens.













May God be with you! ❤️, Amy