snag

I saw this snag a few days ago while on a 3-mile walk through creek beds, fields, and woods. When I came up over this small hill and saw this snag…I was mesmerized by it. It was on the way back. The mile-and-a-half walk north was on the east side of the creek. When we got to the road, we crossed the bridge and came back on the west side of the creek.

The walk on the west side was done during the golden hour. When I saw this snag, it was highlighted by the golden glow of the sun as it was preparing to go down. The pictures…never really do justice to nature…so my photo…doesn’t depict the emotions of those moments. Something incredibly beautiful for me about this dead tree standing there so majestically. In a few years, it will be on the ground and rotting away…giving back to nature what it has been taking from it. Recycling. Father is the great Recycler. I love His recycling plan. He is never wasteful.

Winter Wheat

I have another picture of this same wheat field in a previous post. It is taken from a different angle…in a different spot…at a different time of day…but of the same field. We have been to this field several times now.

I amuse myself. When I am walking through the woodlands and my eyes catch a glimpse of green winter wheat in the distance…my body HAS to walk that way. It is like a magnet drawing me to it. The vibrant rich greens scream out my name to join them. Come and bask in their glory. Soak up their color.

Crazy how the inner me works. I am the same about certain types of trees. 😂

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Beautiful winter wheat.

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Golden Hour

The sun shining down on this wheat field is…again…during that golden hour glow. GLORIOUS! Just incredible how when the sun is positioned differently…those greens are rich and vibrant with cool tones to them. As soon as the sun starts to go down…those warm tones in the sun change the appearance of the wheat. Warm and golden. Did I say GLORIOUS?

Goodness…the sun…makes such a difference in this world.

Our sun…is a picture representing His Son…Christ. The farther away from Him…the colder you get. Cold as ice man. Dark with no truth in you.

The closer you get to Him…His light…His truth…the more on fire you become. Passionate. Fire. Desire. Power. Powerful.

Crazy cool man!

Enjoy the sun…His Son. The Light.

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