Yesterday

So yesterday I was off from work! Whooo!! I awoke early, of course, the young-uns needed mothering.

I had a doctor’s appointment, it had been set for 09:00 am but the rain was carrying on fiercely outside, so I knew that I had better leave with plenty of time to spare.

My daughter took the bus and my seven year old loves to walk to school. However with the combination of the rain and cold, this was not the best option for him so his dad drove him to school.

It took me about one hour and forty minutes meandering my way through side streets as the highways were a parking lot.

I arrived late for my appointment, of course.

Later on I was on Word Press and Gee was looking out the window and saw this red tree outside. He says he is learning to see nature through my eyes now as I see the beauty of God’s handiwork while he just sees “things in a space”. Lol.

So he said, “you have to take a picture of that for your blog.” I think at first he felt a little left out from the time I had been spending with “my blog”, but yesterday I can see he is beginning to appreciate the joy it brings me. Plus I share your stories with him.

The tree in the above picture in all its red fall majestic glory. I see the beauty that our God has placed here for us to temper the hard edges that life can sometimes bring.

The beautiful differences in everything he has created, the diverse shapes and colors. They shout ‘hallelujah’ as a testament to his love for us, and if we are discerning and silent we can hear it.

So I shuffled outside towards the end of the day to take my pic before it got too dark. What a sight I must have been, toes peeking out of my red and blue flip flops and a pepper-mint colored robe over my clothes.

Red leaves on trees along the river in autumn

There is beauty in every season. Even the cool stillness of an autumn day.

Published by gifted50

I am a lover of God, most things from nature, photography, dancing, music, reading, learning new things. I am also a mother, daughter, sister and friend.

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