Lord, comfort us in the moments of hurt and anxiety we experience in this world, and keep our spirits faithful to the end. Amen.
While getting ready for work this morning, we noticed this family of turkeys cruising through the yard. I grabbed the Nikon and quietly slipped out the back door, and captured these beautiful birds. What a wonderful start to the day! #photoaday
“Look at the heavens, and see; and behold the clouds, which are higher than you.”Job 35:5 ESV
There is a place in Frankenmuth, just South of town, called The Dead Creek Saloon, that serves great burgers. This old wagon sits outside. It has seen better days, but I really like the rustic look and I love the wagon wheels. #photoaday
My Daughter and Son in law, Amanda and Brandon are expecting their first child, Aza, in July. Amanda wanted some “maternity shots” to savor the memory of her first. We eagerly await the arrival of little Aza. #photoaday #momtobe
I shot this pretty yellow day Lilly with my iPhone, then cropped it and converted to black and white. My daughter, Amanda said I needed to post more color photos. #photoaday #monochrome #yellow
In honor of #nationalselfieday here’s mine in black and white. #photoaday #monochrome
The puffy white clouds add nice contrast to this wheat field as the eye is drawn to the barn on the horizon. #photoaday #monochrome
After the rain the Honey Suckle blossoms shine with the droplets. #photoaday #monochrome
A beautiful evening for a stroll along the river walk in Heritage Park in Frankenmuth. I’m on a monochrome kick currently. #photoaday #monochrome
The light, crunchy texture of popcorn, especially when freshly popped is addictive. #photoaday #monochrome
On the bank of the Cass River in Frankenmuth with the Lager Mill in the background. #photoaday #monochrome
Even in monochrome the beauty of the rose draws you in, layers and layers of delicate petals. #photoaday
This grapevine angel hangs on the outside wall of our chicken coop. No chickens in the coop yet. I need to build the fences in run and then we should be ready for chickens.
I rented a Bobcat skid steer today to do some heavy work. The Bobcat was secured to the trailer with these heavy duty chains. They are solid and heavy, reminds of Jacob Marley (was that his name), when he visited Scrooge, dragging those chains. #photoaday
Salad with cherry tomatoes, romaine, carrots and onions. Shot this with the iPhone and processed with Photoshop Express. #photoaday
Split rail fence with an old smokehouse in the background.
The corn crib is the subject once again. The emphasis here is on the texture of the wood and the rusty nails. Years of exposure to the elements have produced this rugged texture. We are like wood, in that the older we get, we develop texture and character. The once smooth taught bodies develop texture and character earned through the experiences of life. The more texture the more experience and wisdom. Here’s to texture.
We have this old corn crib in our yard. It’s totally useless, we do not grow corn or store grain, and it has definitely seen better days. Still, it kind of has a place in my heart. I know at one time this crib was filled with corn that was probably used to feed the farm animals. I like the look of the aged wood accented with the rusty old nails.
While walking with Vicki this evening along the Cass River in Heritage Park, we noticed the beautiful sunset. As I stopped to take the shot, I marveled at the calmness of the Cass, smooth as glass and the reflection of the sunset in the mirror like water.