Monthly Archives: October 2015

Day 30: Word-Watching

Then said the Lord to me, “You have seen well, for I am alert and active, watching over my word to perform it.” ~ Jeremiah 1:12 [Amplified Bible] . A friend sent me this pretty green basket about 4 years … Continue reading

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Day 29: Two on a prayer…

…sparks an eternal fire! . Harvesting Words from The Lord of Harvest “Take this most seriously: A ‘yes’ on earth is ‘yes’ in heaven; a ‘no’ on earth is ‘no’ in heaven. What you say to one another is eternal. … Continue reading

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Day 28: Like an amber rounded glass between my palms…

I want to capture the inexplicable feel of Autumn glow the way this painting does… the blue and golden sky, the billow of the breeze through dress, the forget-me-knot flower in hand… To hold and savor, like an amber rounded … Continue reading

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Day 27: When the wondrous, skittering, rushing sound of Autumn invites you to more

The murmuring sound of late October whooshes up and around the circle island outside my door today, whisking me into its mysterious, whistling, catch me if you can excitement.  Its like a current in the air…a feel of secrets being … Continue reading

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Day 26: Under the Red-Gold Umbrella Tree

It’s back… that wondrous persimmon glow I wrote about here: Orange Glow… so much more than just a dust polish. Once again flooding my kitchen with other-worldly radiance, calling to me as Heaven’s lamplight.  Bidding, “Come sit with Me, just you … Continue reading

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Day 25: When you come to the end of a perfect day…

When all the world’s a painting, I leave a space beside me for you, dear friend.  I dream of scrummy, crunchy walks, arm-in-arm through lemon-crackle leaves.  Of chittering over this and that, and even of long, quiet spaces of moments … Continue reading

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Day 24: There’s a mystery missive waiting for you, when autumn leaves fall

Out of the watercolor sky of pearl grays and pale blues, from tips of high swaying, shedding tree limbs… autumn’s leafy rainbows  dip and flutter – scattering like tiny gilt-edged notes — at our feet.   But — before we … Continue reading

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