The apple tree and a bottle of thyme.

The four-fat-pig chime tinkles in the warm breeze, the black bucket fills with wind fall apples. The gnome sits looking down from the fork of the tree as it always has. The apple tree has its crown and we have our seventh priminister in ten years. The chime in the middle top of the pictureContinue reading “The apple tree and a bottle of thyme.”

Only Cosmos

The plant will die with the first frost but the seeds may grow through self-seeding. Here are three more of my photographs of them taken before 8 am. After each, I have placed some words Jesus spoke. Why? ‘ The Holy Spirit quickens the sensibilities of those who follow the example of their Lord. AsContinue reading “Only Cosmos”