Fog as thick as Pea Soup

It's a pea-souper out there!!!
I havent thought of that expression in soooo long.

Seems we're due for some cold.  Brrrr!  It was 70 degrees this AM.

No, really!  It is supposed to get cold.

I couldn't not stop to get a few pics.

I do love a foggy morning but it can be a little depressing.

So when I got home I had to go find something bloomin'.  This is one of my "ill-gotten" ground orchids.

Pretty little thing, Huh?

What a way to start the day

In the silence of misty dawn

warm breath collides with the autum chill

Worries and troubles fade
We are here.  At this moment

Creator and created

All is well

Good Morning!!!

Monday Monday!!!

AHHH... what a way to start the week!

A Severe Mercy

When I read this excerpt written by Sheldon Vanauken, words failed me.

He remembered as though it were a few days ago, that winter night, long ago, himself too young to know the meaning of beauty when he had looked up at the delicate tracery of bare black branches against the icy glittering stars; Suddenly something that was, all at once, pain and longing and adoring had welled up inside him, almost choking him. He had wanted to tell someone, but he had no words, inarticulate in the pain and glory. It was long afterwards that he realized it had been his first aesthetic experience. That nameless something that stopped his heart was Beauty.

I too have experienced these moments. Sitting alone with God. No words, just silence. Pretty cool.

In silence, we listen to ourselves, and in quietude, we may even hear the voice of God.

~Maya Angelou~