Frosty Days

P1130408(from a walk around the block…)P1130410

We’ve had a whole string of frosty days… both first and second snow have fallen.

But best of all is the frost–

P1130349

–that teams with Sun’s brilliance to turn grass to diamond-studded spears

P1130345

and grace things long dead with crystalline beauty…

P1130356P1130360P1130361

Turned earth lies like frozen crater fields housing frosted treasure.P1130358

Once-sodden leaves now shuffle crisp and fragile underfoot.

P1130366

The chard is clad in ermine.

P1130370

And every seedy head has become a marvel…

P1130374P1130377

Frost, in killing, beautifies.

P1130384

–LS

“For we who live are always being given over to death for Jesus’ sake, so that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our mortal flesh.” II Cor.4:11

…and behold, it was very good

On Sunday afternoon we took a mountain bike jaunt over to what we call the “Tiny Town” overlook .  It’s been such a long time.

P1130019

The bears have sort of taken over this area so I’ve stayed away.  But as the cooler weather comes they seem to retreat…so we ventured forth.

P1130007

Speaking of cooler weather… This poor old fly has been grounded by the cold, reduced to creeping and hopping his days away. .

P1130033

But he certainly does have a splendid place to do it!

P1130044

Meanwhile the Paper Mill hums away down below…It is the reason our town exists, so we don’t mind…

P1130025Once the largest pulp and paper mill in the world, it has dwindled to a fraction of its former glory.  But still the chips come in (the pale ones for paper pulp, the dark ones for fuel to make steam and to generate power)… and every third day a barge full of paper ships out… while “The Hulks”  (abandoned concrete ships) do breakwater duty…

P1130027

I can just imagine God surveying His creation from such a vantage point…

P1130030

…and declaring it ‘very good’!

P1130004

We agree!

P1130046

–LS

“And God saw everything that he had made, and behold, it was very good.  And there was evening and there was morning, the sixth day.  Thus the heavens and the earth were finished, and all the host of them.” Gen.1:31; 2:1

Late-Bloomers and Hardy Hangers-on

Under steely gray sky and damp chill of morning stillness…

P1120840

Nature waits in suspended animation for winter to set in…

The dying down of color is well underway–the laying down to rest…

P1120833

After weeks of fog… and snappy days of brilliant sun,  the rains are returning.

P1120829

But in my gum-boot tromp to see if there are yet any surprises,

I find these hardy hangers-on:

P1120822P1120847

 

P1120821

In their dying glory, blooming (!)

!P1120858P1120873

P1120868

Resisting frost  to render seed for the next generation…

P1120877

And in the scraggly blackberry hedge, long devoid of fruit, now haven to tiny tittering birds–

P1120841

there shines this single blossom, determined to fulfill its design however late in the season.

Yes!  That is my desire too ( :

P1120831

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

–LS

“The creation waits in eager expectation for the sons of God to be revealed…
But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently…” Rom.8:19,25

And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap,
if we faint not. Gal 6:9

Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye stedfast, unmoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your labour is not in vain in the Lord. 1Cor. 15:58