From Snow by Kenneth Rexroth
All Day the fog curdles and drifts.
The cries of the birds are loud.
They sound frightened and cold. Hour
By hour it grows colder.
"My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh." Song of Solomon 1:13
January 22nd, 2013 by Aubri
From Snow by Kenneth Rexroth
All Day the fog curdles and drifts.
The cries of the birds are loud.
They sound frightened and cold. Hour
By hour it grows colder.
January 20th, 2013 by Aubri
“Thy face and garments, like the sun,
Shine with unborrowed light.“
From ‘Tis Good Lord to Be Here LSB #414
Today we celebrate the Transfiguration. That’s glitter on Jesus’ face…so He shines.
January 19th, 2013 by Aubri
January 19th, 2013 by Aubri
I love it when one of the babies begins to babel. But with all the other “babeling” in the house, I almost missed Ephraim’s beginnings!