 Along our road at dusk-- Hope, NJ, August 2022 I find it difficult to capture the magnificence of clouds in photographs, but saw this on our way home last night. My favorite 'light' of the day is the golden glow of dusk, and loved it reflected in these clouds. "To every good,
to every flicker of stars along the pine shadows; To every tussle with lucid dusk, To every moonlit pledge, to every turn made to outleap silvery pollen, I have desired to listen - to listen - to the ripening of seasons..." Obi Nwakanma
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Blessed Good Friday & Passover! PHOTO THROWBACK-- Good Friday, 2019, Swayze Mill Park, Hope, NJ I took this photo two years ago, right at the beginning of the pandemic. How time flies! These stormy, dramatic clouds remind me of the scripture that describes what happened in Jesus’s last moments on the cross. Matthew 27: 45-54 Now from the sixth hour until the ninth hour there was darkness over all the land. And about the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying, “Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?” that is, “My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?” Some of those who stood there, when they heard that, said, “This Man is calling for Elijah!” Immediately one of them ran and took a sponge, filled it with sour wine and put it on a reed, and offered it to Him to drink. The rest said, “Let Him alone; let us see if Elijah will come to save Him.” And Jesus cried out again with a loud voice, and yielded up His spirit. Then, behold, the veil of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom; and the earth quaked, and the rocks were split, and the graves were opened; and many bodies of the saints who had fallen asleep were raised; and coming out of the graves after His resurrection, they went into the holy city and appeared to many. So when the centurion and those with him, who were guarding Jesus, saw the earthquake and the things that had happened, they feared greatly, saying, “Truly this was the Son of God!” Thank you, Jesus, for your powerful finished work of taking all our sin on the cross, and opening the door for us not only become God’s beloved children, but one with You. Yours is the greatest love story ever told!
May we always continue to experience your love and grace in a deeper way.  The view on a recent chilly-morning walk on the Paulinskill Trail  First snow, Swayze Mil Park, December 2020 Hope you and your family had a blessed Christmas season!
Best wishes and prayers for a wonderful 2021!  Yesterday's walk around Swayze Mill Park It was a great cloudy day for a walk yesterday. As I was walking I listened to this awesome podcast episode, "Come Home To Yourself". I don't remember who recommended Emily P. Freeman's podcast, but this was my first listen-- and I listened TWICE! So good! If you have a tendency towards self-criticism you may really enjoy this like I did! Click here
 Skies cleared as we walked along Swayze Mill Pond yesterday...  Someone left this beautiful rock to greet visitors at the park! Stormy Good Friday walk around Swayze Mill Pond, Hope, NJ
 Fragment of tree lichen found along the Paulinskill Trail, Blairstown  I came across this stick on a recent walk on the Paulinskill Trail -- The lichen on it reminded me of the spots on a fawn! A few more images from Wednesday's storm  The Falls Bridge along Main Street, Blairstown, NJ  Blair Cemetery, Blair Academy, Blairstown, NJ |
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