We visited friends at their cottage last night,
a great few hours of refreshment blessed by God- art and fellowship
(and I didn't bring a camera!!!)oh well,
Here are a few shots from Thurs. afternoon with Melissa home.
We threw a quilt over an old table, dragged tea, books and chairs to the back yard and
enjoyed everything simple in a home-sweet-backyard haven)
Ah Earth, glossed
with four season’s worth of wonder, you and I
Enamored and enchanted by God’s art on sod, sea, sky
Oppression of things human would drain us of grit and vim
But for constant reminders of the kind goodness of Him
Hope plants within our bearing both contentment and
appeal
For earth also grants agonies only heaven can heal
Where we, in constant hunger for more than the taste of
bread
Drink from the well of wonderment beneath and overhead
He pairs the wind and willow for a serenade, my love
Dusk’s air is like a pillow full of almost-diamond trove
And we are always willing to be awed by old things new
The handiwork of God, a glorious gift to me and you
This is the day the Lord has made; ah, what an honest
face
Unfolds from bud to flower where night melts in morn’s
embrace
...as we, if we are honest are so often put to shame
By nothing more than butterflies and gardens without
blame
© Janet Martin
Jim and I…well, Jim anyway, talked about building barns,
finances, interest rates, Trump, industry
and gout in his foot(everything from soup to nuts) etc…
while I wrote (tried to write this)…lol! (the price of
sleeping in on a Sat.)
