THIS is my Father’s world…


And He has transplanted us into the heart or its grandeur.

We came on Monday to survey this our new hometown–

and to find a place in it to park our bike and bake our bread…IMG_20160330_133543781

While Jim was at work today earning our keep I ventured out to see the lay of the land and BEHOLD…




It is grand; we feel so blessed.


And incredibly, on a hillside overlooking the grandeur, God had preserved a sweet suite just for us.

Sweet Suitethe view from our window

A place to park our bike and be at home, in our Father’s world.

It’s official. We have moved!

[Let me know if you’d like our new address…]

The mountains melt like wax before the LORD of all the earth.
The heavens proclaim his righteousness,
and all the peoples see his glory…

Rejoice in the LORD, O you righteous,
and give thanks to his holy name! Ps.97:5,6,12



Close to home…

How silly was I to think I’d miss the blooms of lupine once we’d moved?

I chuckle still to see it in such profusion on my walk just down the road from the house…


The ever-spectacular tiger lily is here too…


And grand vistas are just a short walk away…


And to power the valley there are dams…


I love the trees with white britches…


And always the flowers draw my lens…


Just out the  window grows my own pot of moss rose (and scabiosa–such an unpleasant sounding name)  which were never very happy on the cool coast but flourish here ( :




Ripening Springtime

The sweetness of the wild rose…

The quiet of an early morning stroll on the Rail Trail listening to birdsong…





 The  shimmer of little goslings preening in mellow evening sunshine…

These are the tokens of ripening springtime.

How sweet it is.


“…and the desert shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose.  It shall blossom abundantly, and rejoice even with joy and singing: the glory of Lebanon shall be given unto it, the excellency of Carmel and Sharon, they shall see the glory of the LORD, and the excellency of our God.” Is.35:1-2