A PICTURE JOURNAL of the seasons in one very little corner of my world. Well, OK, not a corner - just a favorite spot, visible from the kitchen window. As I looked out my window very early this morning, just as the sun was coming up, I saw a doe and her fawn drinking from "Fwankie's bird baff" as one of my little neighbors used to call it. But, when I got back with the camera, they were gone, Fwankie was standing alone, for a moment or two, until the birds started visiting.He's really in there, ya just gotta look... so I thought of all the pictures I have taken with St Francis in them - not as the subject, but just there, a calm presence ever reminding me of our relationship with all little critters. In serious winter... Early Spring, with violets and pansies, and before the garden GREW! In the fallSpring, and azaleas
Sorry, the pictures are not in the order I want them, but blogger won't let me move them the way I used to... oh well.
I am not a Shakespeare buff, but I found this quote the other day and think it reflects most of what I try to put on here:
"And this our life, exempt from public haunt, / Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, / Sermons in stones, and good in everything." -William Shakespeare, playwright and poet (1564-1616)... I hope you find something on here you can enjoy. Thanks for visiting my little corner of town where the nice part about living in a small town is that when you don't know what you are doing, someone else does. And I can even post pictures to prove it!