The Violets Blooming At Her Feet ...

"Look at us," said the violets blooming at her feet, "all last winter we slept in the seeming death, but at the right time God awakened us, and here we are to comfort you." ~Edward Payson Rod


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few."

(Emily Dickinson)

I was looking through some older photos last week while Gary was recovering from emergency surgery for an aortic aneurysm.   There were so many I had never worked on or posted, so I thought I would spend some time walking through the memories.   Can you hear the whispers .... "and here I am to comfort you."?   It's such a cliche, but a very true one, that we never know what a day will bring.   I'm so thankful Gary's aneurysm was discovered before it ruptured ... that it was "fixed" and that he was home the very next day.   Indeed ... all is Grace.

(Thank you so much for visiting)

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The Color of Wheat ....

“... you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat...”

― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

 

“You - you alone will have the stars as no one else has them...In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night...You - only you - will have stars that can laugh.” 

I love fields of wheat, maybe partly because they always remind me of the Little Prince, who remains one of the most endearing characters that has ever entered my heart .... and maybe because they remind me of childhood days when I lived on a farm.   Or maybe it's the feeling of softness and gentleness and the blowing of the wind .... or maybe ....

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