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So my OCD, Type A, ADD, ADHD, ACHD….wait, no. That’s the Ada County Highway District…

Anyway, my perfectionist yet horribly easily distracted tendencies wanted so badly to turn this blog private.

Because I just know…I just KNOW!…some perv is slowly planning the kidnapping and demise of our entire family JUST because I post pictures of our wild, over the top party life. And he wants to join our party.

Or not.

After reading up on it further, it turns out that each. and. every. one. of. you. who read this blog would have to sign up for your own WordPress account simply to look at mine.

And I really don’t think we’re all that and a set of golf clubs to require friends and fam to do such a thing.

So I’ll take my chances with the pervert stalker and hope against all hopes that he doesn’t show up on my doorstep someday with a party hat on.

In the meantime, here are a few pics to make you chuckle:

Can you guess who the Alpha Dog is in this picture?

Can you guess who the Alpha Dog is in this picture?

Hint: It's the dog with the bigger bed.

Hint: It’s the dog with the bigger bed.

What’s funny is they really just submit to each other all the time. Lucy has revived Duke and he actually plays with toys now.

He’s never played. Never fetched. Never wanted anything more than to be loved.

Until now.

We teasingly call Lucy “Duke’s little Abishag” since she often curls up with him on his bed during the cold, bitter days. (Read 1 Kings and you’ll get the Abishag part.)

Speaking of bitter cold:

Great Gatsby! It has been COLD!

Great Gatsby! It has been COLD!

So cold that the snake river has frozen entirely and my husbands nostrils froze together the other morning as he was working outside in this ‘minus four’ weather.

The frigid air does lend its own beauty, though.

We have been waking up to frost laden mornings, which create beauty in the most unexpected places. So I grabbed my camera, ventured out into the minus temps and clicked until I could no longer feel my fingertips.

Our curly maple in all its frozen glory.

Our curly maple in all its frozen glory.

 

Forgotten pumpkins set aside after Harvest.

Forgotten pumpkins set aside after Harvest.

 

Who knew barbed wire on an old post could yield such beauty?

Who knew barbed wire on an old post could yield such beauty?

And signs of life on a fence rail even in the dead of winter. All made lovely by the white, winter snow.

And signs of life on a fence rail even in the dead of winter. All made lovely by the white, winter snow.

 

Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool. ~Isaiah 1:8

 

Blessings.

~J

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Go ahead.

Yes, that’s right.

Go ahead and look at these pictures and tell me there was no flood and that there is no God who caused that flood to cover the earth about five thousand years ago:

Because I would tell you you’re wrong. Smiling all the while, of course.

Some try to explain it away with a different flood.

Others say it was the ‘ice age’.

But we know better.

We know the truth.

Which is why we’re smiling.

All the while admiring God’s handiwork; beauty formed from destruction.

Psalm 19:1

“The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament showeth His handiwork.”

~J

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