Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Moon Eclipse
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
We've got a thing about clocks...
It's a Junghans, made in the Black Forest of Germany. We compared the chimes of this old clock with a new one, and the difference was incredible! I love these chimes. You can hear them in the posting below.
So how many clocks can you have in a room? I don't know, but in some rooms we have several. And they all have a story.
I guess there is a connection between the passing of time in a marriage, and the purchasing of a clock to celebrate the passing of the years.... Or is that stretching it?
Let's face it, we love clocks!
Don't forget to listen to the chimes below.
I don't know what it is - it may be a planet.
Christmas is a good time for it to appear!
Clock chime
This is the half-hour chime.
The 15 after chime is 8 notes, the half hour is 16, the quarter to chime is 24 notes, and on the hour it chimes 32 notes and then bongs the hour.
I really enjoy listening to it.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Time to think about summmer...
My sunflowers opened just before frost, but I did get a few pictures, and obviously the bees had a chance to enjoy them as well!
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Prime Forever
Lord, I don't want to be a faded flower -
Brown, tattered edges,
Petals falling
leaving a naked stalk,
Past prime.
I don't want to be a faded flower,
beauty gone,
strength waning,
a mind not quick to grasp,
Usefulness and purpose done.
Brown, tattered edges,
Petals falling
leaving a naked stalk,
Past prime.
I don't want to be a faded flower,
beauty gone,
strength waning,
a mind not quick to grasp,
Usefulness and purpose done.
How eagerly each blossom began as a bud -
impatient to open
and experience life,
straining towards the future
and all its promise.
The bud opened too slowly to suit me.
But petals do open,
unfolding life,
beauty, vibrant color,
awe-inspiring freshness.
Then prime passes, flowers fade,
petals drop,
are blown away.
Winter follows autumn
as surely as summer follows spring.
Life keeps unfolding, the cycle continues.
Sometimes I wish
life would end at prime.
But that's not how
You planned it.
Lord, how can I be a faded flower?
Your original plan
was life forever at prime.
But with sin came death
and faded flowers.
Yet death holds the seeds of a New Spring.
Now our glad hope
is to push through the soil
a second time, and
rise again to prime forever.
Lord, teach me how to be a faded flower,
to wait patiently
for Your new spring,
and to hold on to the hope
of Prime Forever.
and experience life,
straining towards the future
and all its promise.
The bud opened too slowly to suit me.
But petals do open,
unfolding life,
beauty, vibrant color,
awe-inspiring freshness.
Then prime passes, flowers fade,
petals drop,
are blown away.
Winter follows autumn
as surely as summer follows spring.
Life keeps unfolding, the cycle continues.
Sometimes I wish
life would end at prime.
But that's not how
You planned it.
Lord, how can I be a faded flower?
Your original plan
was life forever at prime.
But with sin came death
and faded flowers.
Yet death holds the seeds of a New Spring.
Now our glad hope
is to push through the soil
a second time, and
rise again to prime forever.
Lord, teach me how to be a faded flower,
to wait patiently
for Your new spring,
and to hold on to the hope
of Prime Forever.
Eleanor Braun
Written May, 2004
Thursday, November 4, 2010
A day in the Life of a Moose
where he spent the day eating their trees!
We saw him there in the early afternoon but by six o'clock he had left -
I assume he went back to the coulees for the night.
I phoned the local newspaper to offer my pictures,
but they said they'd already been given some pictures from a moose
in a backyard last week which they were going to publish next week.
I'll be interested to see if it's the same moose,
or if there's several moose walking the streets of our town!
but they said they'd already been given some pictures from a moose
in a backyard last week which they were going to publish next week.
I'll be interested to see if it's the same moose,
or if there's several moose walking the streets of our town!
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Luke's Dedication
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