West Texas Sunset
The sunsets in the big, open skies of west Texas are often spectacular. On this December evening, the silhouette of this stately tree was so beautiful set against the colors of the sky just after the sun had set. One of my favorite lines in Fannie Flagg’s book, Can’t Wait to Get to Heaven, is this:
“You know, Dena, there’s a secret to watching a sunset, most people think that once the sun goes down, that’s the end of it. They stop watching too soon, because the really pretty part is just beginning.”
Hallelujah! He is risen!
“And everything that’s new has bravely surfaced
Teaching us to breathe
What was frozen through is newly purposed
Turning all things green
So it is with You
And how You make me new
With every season’s change
And so it will be
As You are re-creating me
Summer, autumn, winter, spring”
– Song lyrics from Nicole Nordeman’s song, Every Season
Pretty in Pink
I am so enjoying the beauty of all of the colors this Spring. These bright pink blossoms were especially eye catching set against the stark coldness of the tree branch. I find it just a comforting and amazing reminder that every year, following the quiet dormancy of winter, and with the coming of Spring, all things are made new… and beautifully so.
Jack O’Lantern Mushrooms
Hiking has got to be one of my favorite activities. I love the physical exertion, the quiet, the connection with nature, the accomplishment, and the encounters along the way. These Jack O’Lantern mushrooms were a colorful surprise along the trail of a wonderful little hike here in Virginia. These are even said to glow in the dark! As Spring continues to tease us today, I look forward to spending more and more time outside appreciating my surroundings.
I’ll admit I have a thing for trees… all kinds of trees. (As my friends would tell you, even dead trees.) They are always changing, and are so full of history, and purpose, and promise. And, although this beautiful tree made for a lovely foreground, it is actually the breathtaking fall sky that caught my attention. By the end of summer’s hot haze, I love those days that have a “Fall blue” sky.