“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?
A pair of Mallards domesticated themselves by ground feeding on local bird feeders. With friends like this cardinal, life is easy. It’s comical to watch a duck feeding cardinal cast its unwanted morsels to the ducks watching intently below. A true bird feeder.
A Friday Friend
Another Wordless Wednesday
Does the rain have a father?
Who fathers the drops of dew?
From whose womb comes the ice?
Who gives birth to the frost from the heavens
when the waters become hard as stone,
when the surface of the deep is frozen?
Job 38:28-30 (NIV)
As requested by fellow blogger mdhoffmann, here is the color rendition of my post from Jan. 8th, Camping Glow. I like both renditions but chose initially to go with the B&W, it just seemed to highlight more of the texture of the moment. Any thoughts are appreciated.
A Life Well Weathered
A weathered life stands as a monument of endurance to the life’s passing troubles.