My garden will be late this year

My garden will be late this year.

There's been a lot of rain.

Too much moisture in the ground.

Rot's no recipe for gain.

My time too has been too short for planting,

Caught up with other things.

Like spring birds nesting, feeding, teaching,

I fly to many things.

The time may come when I can put

A few seeds in the ground,

Then wait for the Lord's blessing,

Much growth will then abound.

But if this year that garden

Does not come to be.

I'll still take joy in seeds God planted

and what He put in me.

by Lepidoptera

written May 27, 2011

The Fight

A little volcano lives within our house, 

At times it's calm and silent,

as quiet as a mouse.

At other times raucous,

building up from within,

Lava spilled and heat emitted.

What havoc it does bring.

A bad attitude,

rebellious spirit,

grievous and wrong,

its effects can be contagious,

making it hard to remain strong.

Tribulation worketh patience.

That is nothing new.

Let patience have her perfect work

tthe Bible tells us too.

But when there is a temper

that is not self-controlled,

the good fight of faith not fought well,

this sad state leaves us cold.

The hope is that there will be

brighter days ahead,

days full of sunshine and discipline instead,

of measureable maturity 

and no more house of din.

The Lord's unseen hand working,

and war, for a time, at an end.

by Lepidoptera

finished May 27, 2011

Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life, whereunto thou art also called, and hast professed a good profession before many witnesses. - I Timothy 6:12

I find then a law, that, when I would do good, evil is present with me. - Romans 7:21

Field Trip

Our family visited the Adena Mansion and Gardens, home of Thomas Worthington, sixth Governor of Ohio and one of Ohio's first U.S. Senators on Friday.  We want to go back already!  Everyone learned something.  What did I learn?  That 'Adena' is not an Indian word.  It is Hebrew for 'pleasure'.

Motes quote

And here the poor mamma uttered a short prayer that she might be enabled to instil good principles into her children's minds, that so Kate, and Undine too, might know dust for dust whenever they saw it, let the outward world shine upon it never so brightly.

"Ay, ay," thought the mother, as she looked once more: "Motes in the sunbeam as we are—miserable dust and ashes in ourselves—the light streams down upon us and transfigures us: we follow the light upwards, and become the children of light ourselves."

from 'Motes in the Sunbeam', Parables of Nature by Margaret S. Gatty

Tweet and See - March 2011

• American Robin
• Killdeer
• Northern Mockingbird
• Turkey Vulture
• Tufted Titmouse
• Dark-eyed Junco
• Northern Cardinal
• Northern Flicker
• Canada Goose
• Red-winged Blackbird
• Common Grackle
• Northern Harrier
• Mallard Duck
• House Sparrow
• American Goldfinch
• Rock Dove
• Chipping Sparrow
• Pileated Woodpecker
• Great Blue Heron

Think

TEACH

TRAIN

NURTURE

ADMONISH

Think

EXAMINE

ENCOURAGE

ERECT

EXPIRE