While driving the back roads along the Mississippi levee, we came upon a flock of snow geese scavenging waste corn out in a farm field. What a lovely sight they were when they became agitated and a frenzy of white bodies took to the sky. The whir of their wings as they shot off the ground, followed by a multitude of loud shrill cries, are sounds that will long be remembered.
“Nature was here a series of wonders, and a fund of delight.” ~Daniel Boone
An eagle dutifully sitting in a nest along the Mississippi levee.
Clouds reflecting in the still waters of Reelfoot Lake.
“Follow effective action with quiet reflection. From the quiet reflection will come even more effective action.” ~Peter F. Drucker
A small flock of robins showed up last week to harvest the berries from the holly bushes in my yard. As the sun began to set, they gathered on the high branches of a nearby tree to soak in the last rays of the day.
“When you rise in the morning, give thanks for the light, for your life, for your strength. Give thanks for your food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason to give thanks, the fault lies in yourself.” ~Tecumseh
Fearlessly, this little fox squirrel came bounding onto the scene as I was looking at ice structures around the lake. Scavenging along the shore, he seemed quite at ease with my presence, and stuck several poses as he causally moved about.
“A great deal of talent is lost to the world for want of a little courage. Every day sends to their graves obscure men whose timidity prevented them from making a first effort.” ~Sydney Smith
The trees and plants along Reelfoot Lake were once again covered in glistening ice this past weekend. The beautiful detail and artistry in the rows of hanging ice structures made it look as if the trees were covered in fancy gowns of intricate lace. Icicles tucked among the plants along the bank reminded me of musical notes written like a song along the ground. Ice has a way of making everything look magical.
“God is as great in minuteness as He is in magnitude.” ~Unknown
When I go out to feed the birds in the morning, I am often stopped in my tracks by the sound of chirps and fluttering wings as cardinals seem to appear out of nowhere and descend on the bushes surrounding our yard. They know when feeding time is, and ready themselves to claim their share of the bounty. I’ve come to look forward to their beautiful flashes of red and all the activity that surrounds feeding time!
“Stop. Look. Listen. You are surrounded by countless little blessings but you’ll miss them is you don’t pay attention.” ~Ruth McPherson
