Copyright 2006 E. JettI was right behind him when he took off. I think he may have lost his head when I got so close.
I'm a dad, I'm a dad, I'm a Harrrrrley Dad! I am Diogenes in Leather and Socrates in a Do-Rag. Riding through life, learning a lot, and loving it!
Rain. Yes, it has been raining over Leggett Lake. My friends the geese don't seem to mind. They find shelter for the hard storms. A more gentle rain is fine with them. The clouds bring an opportunity for a lovely sunset.
Snow is somewhat like grace and love. Grace is unmerited favor. We did not ask for snow or deserve it. We got the snow as a gift from God. For years I lived in a part of our country that had only two seasons. Here there are four and I am thankful for all four.
This road fascinates me. Where does it go? It goes nowhere-well almost nowhere. It is important to those who live on it. It is mysterious and has curves. I love this road. It is like life. Life should not always be autobahns and expressways leading directly to the goal. Sometimes we need to go down mysterious, curvy roads that seem to go no where. Even Scripture seems to say that salvation is by the narrow path but the ways of destruction are broad. This is a narrow path. Maybe it will lead to a wonderful destination. Perhaps the journey is the end of the road. So look at the road and consider what roads you will take. Consider the possibility of taking a narrow, rural road.
One of the miracles of God's creation is the webbed feet of the goose. These feet are good for water landings, paddling, walking on snow and even landing on ice. This picture is one of my fine feathered friends taking all from the snow. It didn't take much. Just a few flaps and he was in the air. I stand in awe. The goose can do what I can not attempt. And the goose does it so much better than we can do it with our finest technology. What a miracle in the snow!
Each evening the geese head out to a new body of water to spend the night. They begin by taking off and flying low over the pond where they spend their day when dusk finally falls. Then they head high to the place where they will spend the night. They must know that neither predators nor camera will be able to take their pictures on lift off.