"Lord, this humble house we'd keep, sweet with play and calm with sleep. Help us so that we may give beauty to the lives we live. Let Thy bounty and Thy grace shine upon our dwelling place." E. A. Guest


September.. pink with promise!

The pink promise of summer fruit hangs over our back garden,
luring bees and nectar seeking birds to the blossoming boughs.
The blackbird sings his huge heart out all day long ,
and the parrots and sparrows steal straw to build their nests.

1 comment:

  1. My dear Trish...what joy to have found your comment on my humble place. I am sorry that your friend is going through so much at this time. It is always so sad when we do, but yet Our Lord and Savior did say that in this world we will go through so much trial and tribulations...and the hope that yes, He has overcome the world! This pain shall pass. This trial will strengthen. Prayer will sustain you and her.... remember dear lady that our prayers will be with her also. Thank you for sharing her with me. mari