I realized something yesterday as I was tending to my garden. I could get lost there for a very, very long time!
I meandered through the yard, pulling the miscellaneous weeds, nipping back unruly plants, and deadheading flowers. I inhaled the smells from the roses, the lavender and the herbs. It was invigorating, and relaxing, all at one time.
The cool breeze blowing gently through the trees, the beauty of the flowers and plants, even the dirt smelled good! 🙂
Yep, I was lost in this wonderous place. The hours went by… no need to hurry, no feeling of stress or anxiety.
Just me, and my garden….a glorious place to be.
“In the garden I tend to drop my thoughts here and there. To the flowers I whisper the secrets I keep and the hopes I breathe. I know they are there to eavesdrop for the angels.” ~Dodinsky
Letters displayed on the side of a building…a building that holds millions of letters. Millions of letters divided into thousands of books.
Books that have stood the test of time…books that have changed lives. Books enrich, encourage, teach, and take us to places we have never been.
So go ahead, get a good book….and read some letters 🙂
And if you find yourself in the Portland area, do yourself a favor and visit this amazing place….Powell’s Books. It’s everything they said it would be, and more!
Take a look at some more photos of letters by clicking here!
I’m looking forward to relaxing on the couch with my best friend this week-end and watching a little golf. Okay, maybe it will end up being a lot of golf…but it will be a lot of really beautiful golf.
Really, it is!
It’s “The Masters 2014“!
Even if you don’t enjoy watching the game, you can’t help but admire the beauty of this amazing golf course!
P.S. – All photos were borrowed from: Hooked on Golf Blog…I have never had the opportunity to go to this golf course…some day, I hope to see it in person.
Have you ever experienced something that had minimal long-term effect, but made a huge impact on you, never-the-less?
I experienced one of those events last night.
The fire truck was going down our street with the lights on, and then it stopped. Just two houses down and across the street from me. I know all of my immediate neighbors, so I know that in this house is an elderly lady who has lived there pretty much since the day we moved in, over twenty years a go.
I stepped outside to find out what had happened, and I saw a young man and lady embraced in each others arms. Then I heard the sound. The sound of agony, and pain and torment, all rolled into one.
A sound I’m all too familiar with…the sound of the pain of death.
I stood on my front step for a moment, I knew it was bad, but what was it? Then the ambulance drove up to the house. It stopped. Someone got out, and within seconds the driver was back in the vehicle, and the ambulance left. There was no need for it to be there, there was no life to save, the life was gone.
A life taken all too soon, by her own hands, but it wasn’t the elderly lady, it was a young lady who was renting a room from the elderly lady. She apparently had lost all hope, and in her despair, she took her own life.
It was so painful as I stood there and saw her children trying to wrap their minds around what they had just seen and found out. I don’t know them, but I know the pain and the anguish they were experiencing. I know the gut-wrenching feeling, the unfathomable anguish. I know that this is not only going to effect their lives, but it is also going to have a huge impact on them….for the rest of their lives.
There was absolutely nothing I could do to help them. I couldn’t bring her back to them, which I know is all that they really wanted. I couldn’t take that awful heartache and pain away.
I could only pray for them, and so I did. I prayed that God would wrap His strong arms around them, and bring them a peace and a comfort that only He can give.
A peace and a comfort that I am also very familiar with.
And so it is, on this “Thankful Thursday“… I am once again thankful for so many things…but I am especially thankful for the love and support of my family and for the strong arms of my God.
“Riches take wings, comforts vanish, hope withers away,but love stays with us. Love is God.” – Lew Wallace