The cooler weather

has started making the mesquite tree leaves to change color and to start dropping.

It wont be long that the woods will be only a mangle of twisted and thorny trunks.

It is also the time that I start focusing on clearing out some of the brush..........hopefully the rattlesnakes will be more sluggish this time of year..............

although we are dry and brown.............bright red cactus pods

catch my eye in the over growth

and bright red berried are abundant throughout the woods.................we might have a deer or two to come visit.

How about you?

What is still in color around you? Are you under snow?

I would love to hear.

When you feel that you have reached the end

and you cannot go one step further,

when life seems to be drained of all purpose;.....................

what a wonderful opportunity

to start all over again,

to turn over a new page.

*Eileen Caddy*

I know of a place.............

where the tall prairie grass is pink..................

as well as some of the weeds...............

where bouquets of wildflowers are still blooming........

even though it is November.

I know of a place.............where the road curves

 to where there are woods where children used to roam and play............

in those woods, there is an old weathered mesquite tree,

where a family of woodpeckers make their home...........

every year.

In that same tree, this young pilot, tried out his wings..........

and then left the nest..............

I know of a place where a badger goes to sleep.......after he has had his early morning drink,

I know of a place............that if you look straight up at night with a flashlight.......

you will see a great horned owl looking back down............

I know of a place where the most whimsical creatures gather.................

and all of these.............

 memories gather and stay in the depths of my heart................

always to be remembered.

It's funny...........most folks think of heaven as being a place where we all float on white fluffy clouds in a bright blue sky.............

but I just know............

my heaven will be.........

 where a coyote calls out and serenades under a moonlit sky...........

where the wind tosses the prairie grass like waves on an ocean............

where at every glance there will be some creature staring back with the same amazement that I am staring at it with.........

this is the heaven I like to envision.

How about you?

What places do you know the secrets of ?

What do you imagine your heaven to be?

I would love to hear.

It's November................

and Isabella is broody...............

Maybe I should put a calendar inside of the coop so that she will know

that chicks usually don't hatch in winter..............

or do they??

I would like my studio to look like this..........

What do you think??

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A woman was asked by a co-worker, " what is it like to be a Christian?"

She replied, "It is like being a pumpkin,

God picks you from the patch,

brings you in,

washes all the dirt off of you.

Then He cuts off the top and scoops out all of the yucky stuff.

He removes the seeds of doubt, hate, and greed.

Then He carves you a new smiling face and puts

His light inside of you to shine

For all of the world to see."

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HAPPY HALLOWEEN

EVERYONE

What lies behind us

and what lies before us

Are tiny matters compared to

What lies within us......

Ralph Waldo Emerson

I have always loved the words from this man......ever since the first time I was introduced to him through his works in high school..............
Through out life, there has always been times that I worry about what lies ahead and then way to many times I look back and fret over what has happened............
so I try to stay focused on what my purpose is......deep within..........listening to what God is telling me...........not always hearing perhaps.............but still listening.
How about you?

Every thing changes..............

in today's world.........it just makes sense.................

 That does not mean I like it any better............

especially when it comes to the things I have always loved.............like long country roads.......embellished with barbed wire fences.  These fences have stated their claim over a course of many years..........the posts cut from fallen trees.  Each post holds it's own unique character.

Tumbleweeds find their journey's end up against an old barbed wire fence.

Just recently, I was told that it costs $10,000 a mile to make a barbed wire fence...........

the old posts being exchanged for the metal T posts and losing all of it's character with each long Texas mile.  For now, this small stretch of fence still stands firm, it's posts as strong as when they once grew as a tree.  I hope it stays that way.

What about you? What kinds of fences do you have in your area?

Has new day and more convenient replaced the old worn out charm?

I would love to hear.