Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Monday, January 30, 2012

Brick street

I love a street made of bricks. A cobblestone street has a draw too, but isn't as smooth to walk across. I love how every brick was man made and is different and I love the colors of bricks like pottery clay and like the earth.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Pretty Chicken

Brenna loves her pets. 
Here is one favorite a beautiful rooster which she admires
 for his lovely "golden" feathers
 and his masterful 

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Lone Tree

Lone oak tree spreads in the space of a cleared 
sun-drenched field
 Canebrake, Wagoner, Oklahoma.

Friday, January 27, 2012


Columns ornamented at the top line the front of Hayes House, 
an historic home in Muskogee, Oklahoma.
 The delicious design
 can be seen up close from the second story balcony.

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Porch Rockers

Afternoon sun stops to rest in the rocking chairs 
on the back porch. 
Light on white. Sunshine knows 
all the best places.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Dried Rose

How fast the rose fades. 
How swift life passes. 
God teach us to number our days.

Monday, January 23, 2012

Yellow Peruvian Lily

A lily set to open. 
A dream about to unfurl. 
A season of hope. 
Expectation of joy.

Sunday, January 22, 2012


A rural mailbox says something 
about the landowner. 
My guess is that the farmer/rancher chose 
the mailbox design and built it himself,
 while the wife chose the gate. 
What do you imagine?

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Dapple Gray

Gray Dappled beauty
In the sunshine,
What do you see?
What do you feel?
Do you dream of summer?
Does the barbed wire fence you in,
Or keep you safe and secure?

Friday, January 20, 2012


Shooting at the sky. Aiming at the stars. 
Note the large hands 
and the muscles in this man's arms!
Note the curve of the bow.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Bricks Along a Fence

 I like the lines in this afternoon shot 
and I was looking for shadow.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Tree top in Winter

One of my favorite sights
is the tree tops
against a blue winter's sky
where white clouds 
are flying.

Monday, January 16, 2012

Light Seeping in

When I waked this morning, 
I noticed light seeping around the edges 
of my window shades. 
Interesting, beautiful, 
soft, dawn

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Woodpecker Type

The Yellow-bellied Sapsucker 
eats fruit and insects. 
He also drills tap holes in the trunks of trees in horizontal rows 
to find sap. When when he finds it, 
the woodpecker drills horizontal rows to get more. 
The black and white bird returns repeatedly to a good tree 
and drinks from those holes and drill new ones. 
Titmice, nuthatches, and hummingbirds 
also come harvest 
sap from these holes. 
My apple tree.
They love it.

Saturday, January 14, 2012


Afternoon light on a winter's day is soft and mellow. 
 Its white turns cream colored. Its yellows look blue-grey.
It is still. You can feel it breathe.
The shadows lengthen and suddenly the light is gone.

Friday, January 13, 2012

Marbleous Sight

Marble hung on my wind chimes reflects an upside-down
 rendition of tree, snow dusted grass, and sky. 
I want to see what I might be

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Ice on Glass

Looking for texture.
Found ice blown against the glass during last night's northeaster.
The ice formed little bumps like glass beads.
Blocked the sun, but not completely. 

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Lavish Roses

Sunshine on roses.What could be so beautiful? 
I love the ruffled petals, the intense colors, the unique arrangement of each blossom, 
How rich a gift are the flowers that God has freely provided.
 Each one a work of art.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012


I have flowers today, but not one bloom can compare 
to this little beauty. Look into that tiny round face and see into her blue eyes. There is an eternal being in there. 
This infant will become a girl, then a youth,
 and then a young woman. She may be a mother one day. 
She may choose from many occupations. 
She will get to vote. 
She will drive a car and maybe own land. 
Her life like the flowers of the field will pass unbelievably fast and yet she is more valuable than any flower or tree, any animal, bird or creature.
 She has the breath of God in her and I hope for her that she will have happy days and blessed years and that her life will be awesome. 
She is priceless.

Monday, January 9, 2012

Birthday Girl

Granddaughter Jordyn celebrating her birthday early 
with her Marine Daddy 
before he goes back to base at Camp Pendleton in California.
 Margaret made this crown for a play costume. 
We use it for birthday girls. 
This girl is turning seven.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Farm Fresh Eggs

Farm Eggs! 
Brenna's hens have begun to lay.
 One of the hens has laid four eggs so far.
 We ate one and have three in the fridge now. 
See how different in size and 
color compared to an "All Natural" store-bought white egg?

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Audra and Lilly

A family resemblance between these two 
Aunt Audra and little Lilly. 
These two are family favorites right now.

Friday, January 6, 2012


Shrimp and chicken stir-fry with rice for supper. 
Served on a beautiful old white china platter. 
I love oriental food with plenty of hot spice to it; 
and though I love brown rice, I prefer steamed white rice.

Thursday, January 5, 2012

A Good Book

On a sunny but cold winter day
 the best things in life are a warm quilt, 
a comfortable chair, a fireplace,
a cup of hot tea 
and a good book.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

One ought every day

"One ought,every day at least, to hear a little song,read a good poem, see a fine picture,and, if it were possible,to speak a few reasonable words."
John Wolfgang von Goethe

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Sleeping Baby

Sleepyhead baby Lillian 
wore her little cotton bonnet to keep her head warm. 
What an exceptionally pretty baby she is! 
Just a few more days for me 
to take pictures of her 
before the family returns to 

Monday, January 2, 2012


 A pair of nuthatches come to my bird feeders everyday. 
The remind me of marching band members 
with their neatly designed plumage. 
Their backs are gray-blue with white faces and tummies and black hoods and streaks. 
They walk head down on the bark of trees 
looking for snacks of insects.

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Lillian Avery

This is Lillian Avery Hollis.
 She is my seventeenth grandchild. Isn't she pretty?  
Her parents both have brown eyes. She got the blue eyes from me.This is justice for a grandma's heart. It's New Years Day and we have Coleman home from Camp Pendleton 
where he serves in the Marine Corps.
San Diego is too far from Oklahoma.