In my efforts to achieve perfection (insert sarcastic laugh), I often carry a little spray bottle of water to apply the beauty of the seldom seen west Texas dew.

It never really looks quite right. I try to convince myself that it is an improvement, but that is a lie. It really just looks like a plant that someone has used a water bottle to soak it beyond His touch.

Yesterday, while walking in an unusually cool and damp morning, I found this simple blade of johnson grass with two perfectly placed, gravity defying magical balls put there by Him.

It was almost a reminder from my Father that I am here to find, see and record. He seemed to be saying, “Watch Me son this is how it’s done.”

Enjoy all that you find, see and record today, but mostly feel His touch. ††† en theos ††† jimwork

“…the true secret of happiness lies in the taking a genuine interest in all the details of daily life…”
– William Morris