Every Season

Welcome back readers.  I thought it might be fun every once in a while to share songs that bring me peace with you.  Of course I'd love to hear about songs that do the same for you.  Today I'd like to share a song by Nicole Nordeman called "Every Season" that I love. 

This song not only washes over me with a peaceful feeling, but there is so much truth in it.  Ecclesiastes 3:1 says "There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven".  Like this songs says....with every season, the Lord makes us new, changes us, molds us, uses us, grows us, and guides us to be more like Him.  Summer, Autumn, Winter, Spring.....I can't wait to see what He has in store for me in this next season. 

Enjoy the song.

Discover Me Wednesday

I am constantly on the lookout for new artists to feature on Discover Me Wednesday.  I love to wander around on ETSY and just put in key words and see what comes up.  Last week when I put in the keyword "Tree" I came across so many wonderful items, but one artist really caught my attention and I wandered around her shop for quite some time ooooo-ing and aaaaah-ing over every little thing.  

Underglass is the name of the shop I'd like to introduce you to.

These gorgeous creations are not made with glass, as the name of the shop would suggest.  All of the items you will find are handmade Resin and mixed media jewelry. 

In the artists profile she talks about the name "Underglass" and how it came about.  Her grandmother used to have a collection of glass domes in her home.  Under those domes she kept items that were special to her.

When this artist would give her grandmother a handmade gift she says that she would know that she got it right when her grandmother would say; "This is wonderful, this belongs under glass!"  You can visit Underglass's profile page to read the whole story in her own words. 

   

Please be sure to visit "Underglass" and wander around her shop like I did.  Enjoy the beauty there.  Purchase a lovely of your own to place under your own glass. 

Into the Trees

As I drive down the roads in my town and the surrounding areas, I find myself looking into the forests and woods that I am swiftly passing by in my car. Along the edge of the road there is a blur of wildflowers. Blue Cornflowers, White Daisy's, Queen Ann's Lace, Orange Tiger Lilys, and little purple flowers whose name I do not know. I catch glimpses of fallen trees and baby pines among the saplings and majestic elder trees that grow just inside the curtain of leaves at the edge.

I can envision all types of life that must be carrying on in these forests. Momma bear is teaching her twins the dangers of crossing the road to get to the river for an evening drink and dinner of wild raspberries that grow there.The beaver family is busy slapping together a home made of mud and freshly cut trees with their flat tails.

Chickadee parents are teaching their babies to fly.

Does, Bucks and Fawns are having an afternoon snack of Birch Tree bark, and squirrels are scurrying about their work of forever preparing for the long cold winter ahead that I am not even thinking about on this hot August day.

Then there is the forest world of my imagination. A forest where fairy families build their homes among the roots of the trees that are so plentiful. Where fairy ladies are sewing new clothing out of Black Eyed Susan petals. Fairy men are out risking their lives for a bit of stolen honey from the local honey bee hive. Then there are the fairy children. They are happily chasing dragonflies and building forts to play in among the toadstools that grow low to the ground.

 

This is is the world that I often dream about and wish that I could escape to as I am driving to the next destination on my list of errands that must be run.

For now I will have to daydream but who knows what I will find in the forest when I pull the car over, step off the road, through the wildflowers and into the trees.