2023 Beginnings

Watching the water flow at the lake in our neighborhood park.
MS gal and her scooter
Beauty in death and a promise of what will be again.
Even the sun’s rays were windy ๐Ÿ’จ
My favorite bench
Pretty corner in our backyard
I decided to clean out the empty bird boxes for the season…
… and found the partial remains of a Carolina Wren egg ๐Ÿงก.

Hubby and I celebrated 17 years of wedded bliss last week ๐Ÿ’ž. First thing he did that morning? Cleaned the windows so I had a better view of the birds. Love and happiness – just look at that smile – are found in the doing of little things.

May you find your greatest joy in Christ this year and always. God be with you! โค๏ธ, Amy

Winter Walk By the Lake

One day back in mid-January I took a nearly mile-long walk by the lake near our house. There was a blisteringly cold wind that froze my fingers and stabbed my lungs with each breath, but made me feel very alive.ย  It didn’t matter because my legs were working that day and the call of nature was beckoning. Her voice is always so sweet and calming, it’s a delight to wander at her bidding.

Look how far I went!
I think this was the dried leaf of lily pad that had blown out of the lake. I saw several in the grass along the trail.
This is probably a squirrel’s nest.
Delicate but solid. Open, but empty of life. Waiting for the promise of Spring.
Cirrus clouds stretching across the blue.
Vertical concrete against horizontal metal.
I got a wide-angle lens for Christmas. Can you tell?
Vacant.
“Eight. Eight ducks.” ~ The Count of Sesame Street
I’ve been taking P.T. of late to work on my balance and walking. This Canadian Goose can stand on one leg MUCH longer than I can ๐Ÿ˜œ.
I wasn’t the only one trying to stay warm.
Green, yellow, brown, white, black, orange… mallards are a symphony of color!