As we sat in our backyard last night, dining on grilled spare ribs and eggplant and fresh tomato and basil salad from our garden, hints of autumn were all around us. The hot and humid days of the last week are behind us (for now) and the windows were wide open yesterday. The days are noticeably shorter and the crickets are noticeably louder. I'm anticipating the way the sky seems to change overnight from puffy clouds to lower and more blustery clouds. Our bird houses are empty but our hydrangea trees are in full bloom and there are even hints of pink on them that come with cooler nights. I feel so blessed to live in such a beautiful and peaceful part of the world. I am not a church-going kind of person however I believe with all my heart that there is a Higher Power and I believe in the power of prayer. It is my hope that if you're reading this, you will take a moment out of your day and say a prayer for those parts of this world that are in the grips of the unspeakable things that are currently going on in this world. We truly need to count our blessings and not take them for granted. Namaste.
Many blessings ~ Wendy
4 comments:
Such beautiful pictures! I agree that we are so lucky to live where we do. It's hard watching the national news and seeing all the turmoil overseas. I'm hoping for the cooler temps to come to GA soon. We're still battling humidity and heat here.
Delightful pictures. I totally agree that it is hard seeing all the turmoil in some parts of the world my heart truly goes out to all those affected. Have a good week.
Lovely pictured and beautifully written.
Beautiful pictures, your garden is full of such wonderful touches. And yes, I feel incredibly lucky to live where we do. But the saddest thing is that it's not really to do with place, there's beauty everywhere, it's to do with people. It's hard to believe that there are people out there who are so poisoned in one way or another that they not only carry out, but seemingly enjoy carrying out, the atrocities we see on the news. Very sad.
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