Monthly Archives: August 2015

Bursting with life – ready for the breeze to lift off the seeds and waft them to wherever the wind blows. Each seed is a miniature parachute!  I enjoy seeing them ride the winds to parts unknown.

Matthew 27:55, 56. “Many women were there, watching from a distance.  They had followed Jesus from Galilee to care for his needs. Among them were Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James and Joses and the mother of Zebedee’s children.” … Continue reading →

The beauty lingers. savor it slowly and with thanksgiving.

Matthew 27:45 “From the sixth hour until the ninth hour darkness came over all the land.” Now, Jesus enters his night of the soul.  It is terror. All his disciples fled, some disowned him. No one stood at his side … Continue reading →

Granddaughter Annisa loves to get her hands into the bread dough, shaping it and curling it into braids, etc. Work of art that you can eat!

Matthew 27:35 “When they had crucified him, they divided up his clothes by casting lots.” The last thing, probably the only thing, that Jesus owned was the peasant robe he wore. That was stripped from him as he was nailed … Continue reading →

Jane prefers to use Grandma Charles’ applesauce maker. Hurrah for you, Jane.  Keep good traditions alive.  Today’s picture.

Matthew 27:14. “Jesus made no reply, not even a single charge – to the great amazement of the governor.” Jesus was first arrested by the Temple guards, the Jewish police force, so to speak, who were enforcing the desires of … Continue reading →

As fall approaches our roses display their finest blooms, in my estimation, more mature and rich.

Matthew 27:3 “When Judas, who had betrayed him, saw that Jesus was condemned, he was seized with remorse and returned the thirty pieces of silver to the chief priests and the elders.  “I have sinned,” he said, “for I have … Continue reading →