Frosty Days

(from a walk around the block…)

We’ve had a whole string of frosty days… both first and second snow have fallen.

But best of all is the frost--

--that teams with Sun’s brilliance to turn grass to diamond-studded spears

and grace things long dead with crystalline beauty…

Turned earth lies like frozen crater fields housing frosted treasure.

Once-sodden leaves now shuffle crisp and fragile underfoot.

The chard is clad in ermine.

And every seedy head has become a marvel…

Frost, in killing, beautifies.

--LS

“For we who live are always being given over to death for Jesus’ sake, so that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our mortal flesh.” II Cor.4:11

Taking in some hills…

I was quite taken with Texas’ hill country…

It’s especially delightful by bike with camera in hand.  Care to come along?

Exotic wild antelope grace the grassland, unhindered by the fences over which they effortlessly bound.

The Black Buck Antelope is native to Nepal and India and was introduced to Texas in 1932.

 

This old burro trotted up to say ‘hello’—like a good native Texan.

But road kill has never been so exotic!

…an armadillo, of course.

 

 

 

I think I could live here!

But for now, we’re limited to a visit…

 

And one last sunset…

in God’s Hill Country…

--LS

From the rising of the sun to its setting,
the name of the LORD is to be praised!
Ps.113:3