This morn's painting is entitled Silver...
(no my dear fellow-friends, not gray;-)
And yes, the sun still exists even if it's missed us for two weeks!
Sweep the vale with
silver mist
Brush hushed dale
with amethyst
Paint heaven soft-indigo
Wash walkways with
stars of snow
Help us, as we look,
to find
Masterpieces of the
mind
Drench the dawn with
yawning sky
Smooth to gray frayed
lullaby
Sketch new day and
etch blue night
With highlights of
fetching white
Teach us, as we gaze to
see
More than just a
place to be
Skim earth’s brim of
dust with pink
Stir the heart of us
to drink
Splash landscapes
with hills and brooks
Art made for long
second looks
Draw each face like
shadows where
Human race has paused
to stare
Hang upon yon walls of space
Scrawl of sapling Jack Frost laced
Move us to be wooed and awed
From a palette held by God
Then, as we look, help us hear
Pictures of Him everywhere
© Janet Martin
If our moment is
looking *mostly ordinary maybe we should look again just in case we’ve missed
something!
...and if you're still not convinced maybe looking longer indoors is more your style!
Like this...sneak-peek here
Recipe here..Best Banana Bread
Delicious!
(Mine suffered a few baking challenges, like being doughy in the middle but black on the bottom. Not sure if its my oven temp. or the pan, but it disappears in spite of its 'roastiness'.)
'*mostly ordinary' being such a best-blessed life!
Psalm 73: 21-28
When my heart was grieved
and my spirit embittered,
I was senseless and ignorant;
I was a brute beast before you.
Yet I am always with you;
you hold me by my right hand.
you hold me by my right hand.
You guide me with your counsel,
and afterward you will take me into glory.
and afterward you will take me into glory.
Whom have I in heaven but you?
And earth has nothing I desire besides you.
And earth has nothing I desire besides you.
My flesh and my heart may fail,
but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever.
but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever.
Those who are far from you will perish;
you destroy all who are unfaithful to you.
you destroy all who are unfaithful to you.
But as for me, it is good to be near God.
I have made the Sovereign Lord my refuge;
I will tell of all your deeds.
I have made the Sovereign Lord my refuge;
I will tell of all your deeds.
"Lightly toasted with butter" covers a multitude of baking sins... what a perfect combination of silver snow outdoors and warm baking aromas indoors!
ReplyDeleteYour phrasings compel me to pause and repeat words aptly married to winter views. (And the row of rocks along your drive reminded me of stone boat spring days picking frost-heaved rocks from the pasture, then decades later doing the same in miniature scale on my little town lot!)
Thank you for sharing!
thank-you Cyndy, for sharing your own 'painting'. love it.
DeleteOh yes, thank God for butter and cheese...it turns common cooks into master-chefs!!
Inspiring poem. Thank you
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