"I started photographing my domestic world and writing not just about what I had made,
but why I made it, examining the thoughts that accompany creativity and the act of making."
Jane Brocket from The Gentle Art of Domesticity p. 189 UK edition

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Do You See What I See?

Thank you for visiting me!  I appreciate you so much, and love when you comment
and we get to have a bit of a conversation!  Today my oldest son sent
me an email from NY and reported he has been reading some
of the blog.  He said "some of Dad's techiness rubbed off on you":)
"Dad would be proud."
He went on to type that he misses Dad and the guidance he offered.
Precious words.
This Tuesday it will be three years since Louis died.
I have been wondering lately if all my mourning tears have been invested,
but during the last few days I know they have not been.
on Pandora the lyrics being sung as I type

"God be with you till we meet again;
By His counsels guide, uphold you,
With His sheep securely fold you;
God be with you till we meet again...
Till we meet, till we meet,
Till we meet at Jesus' feet...
God be with you till we meet again;
Neath His wings protecting hide you;
Daily manna still provide you;
God be with you till we meet again.....

I just Googled to find the lyrics so that I could
type them accurately
Words by Jeremiah E. Rankin
based on the etymology of "good-bye,"
which is "God be with you."


This last few days a blogging friend and I have been typing
 back and forth about the significance of feathers in our lives.
She has been finding feathers on her recent walks which has made her
feel reassured that an important "good-bye" in her life was going to be ok.
I told her that her posts reminded me of  two passages that liken the Love of God
to a mother hen hugging her chicks with her feathery wings.

Hearing the above lyrics now is so comforting for me...
a heavenly, holy, hug...

Do you feel it?

This was our front manmade pond created to prevent flooding
during  major winter storms like we had this past winter.

Now during our dry days this is our front pond.
The back shadow is hiding a bit of water with some
stalwart lilly pads.

In this dry season in the tangle of weeds
there are some thorns.

But if you are careful you can find something good.

 Wild blackberries are ripening!
Mmmmmmm good!

Following are some more reasons I found to feel cheerful
this week, and that I recorded in my journal,
thanks to Kate's Challenge :)

This actually was based on what I read Saturday morning, but I had neglected
to record anything cheering on Wednesday :( and so went back and put it in for
the 15th.
During that quiet time on the 18th I was listening to Pandora again and the lyrics
of a song "with everything we will shout for Your glory."  Then I read, "The moving wings of
the cherubim sounded like the voice of God."
Again I thought of the mother hen image and then was so excited
because outside I saw a huge bird take off from the front pond.

Wondering how you are, and sending you hugs,
Gracie xxx


  1. Hi Gracie. I am sure that your son's words touched your heart. Thinking of you as the anniversary of your dear husband approaches.
    XO Kris

  2. Hello Gracie you will be in my thoughts as the anniversary of DH's passing approaches. Have found your post especially comforting today. Love Anne x

  3. Gracie, you are handling the anniversary of your wonderful husbands departure with more GRACE than most people. He sounds like a wonderful man who lives on through your memories. I am still looking for feathers and thinking about your Mother hen reference, it is so fitting.
    Sending you a big hug,

  4. Meredith couldn't have said it more perfect...My thoughts are with her also!
    Hope you have a wonderful blessed week. Oh...I really love your journal of lovely reasons to be cheerful! Shari ")

  5. Hi Gracie, I think a good thing to do during this time is to just remember all the good things you shared with Louis and know he is looking after you and the family. I'm glad you heard nice things from your son. Our farm yard is looking rather unloved and dried up which happens each time we go to the lake for 9 days.. as hard as our DIL worked to take care if it things parched. How's it going with the MacBook? ((hugs)), Teresa :-)

  6. Such beautiful photos, Gracie. I always love your photos. :) I think your name describes you perfectly: you are full of grace. You and Louis were very lucky to have had such a long and happy marriage. Our lives are filled with blessings, if we just take the time to notice them. It's charming to see some of the techiness rubbing off on you! Why shouldn't it, right? :) You are such a fine Lady, and an inspiration to me.

  7. Will be keeping you in my thoughts and prayers as the anniversary of your husband passing approaches.
    Your photo's are lovely, as always...and I would love to have some of your weather - do you want me to send some rain over?
    I posted your package a few days ago and I hope that it makes you smile :)

    In the meantime, here's a (((big hug)))

  8. Such a meaningful post and beautiful comments too. My thoughts and hugs are with you as this day draws to a close.

  9. Oh Gracie!! Sending you a hug right now!

    I went on a walk today and I saw two feathers as well. I really had no idea that they had that kind of significance. I'm glad I saw them now. :)

  10. Big hug to you! Songs and feathers are two ways that God shows me He is right here and cares for me. A beautiful post.


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