We pass by the yard with these lawn chairs neatly lined in a row. They have always drawn us as a friendly place to sit. As we walked by, their owner was lazily sweeping her small stoop. “We love your chairs” we expressed to her. She idled briefly propping her well-rounded broom against the wall. She gently wrapped her weathered hands around a post that rivaled her hands in age and exposure. Comfortable and secure holding the post, she used one eye to size us with suspicion while the other bore the hint of invitation.
She broke into a small smile towards our harmlessness and proudly declared “all lined up, ready for a prayer meeting.”
I have no doubt that they had served that purpose in the past. Gone by blessings and pleas pealed off the oaks. We were lifted and warmed, bid our good days and went on our way.
Small pleasures warm the heart…†…monos en theos…jim
“Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow. It’s what sunflowers do.” ~ Helen Keller
Follow the warmth…en theos manos † jim
We had a foggy drive to do a job yesterday. Then, while we didn’t have the West Texas wind for our two outside shoots, it was only 40 and brought a chill to my old Texas bones. I basked in the warm of the memory of this lovely Monarch taken in Big Bend last summer. Bring on the heat.
en theos ††† jim
I am a sentimental old fellow. I am blessed to have many tools and such that belonged to my dad and my granddad. I even carry the name of both of them in my first and middle moniker.
I have had this old Millers Falls drill for a good while. It’s design and mechanism have always cried out to be photographed. It also gives me the tender grace of feeling my PaPa Jim’s solid hands upon it.
The best hand drills ever made came out of the Millers Falls factory in the first half of the 20th century. While many people used these drills for boring holes in metal, the tools proved remarkably adept at becoming the first generation of cordless drills for woodworking.
These drills are today called eggbeater drills because of the way the drive mechanism works. The main gear turns either one or two pinions on the tool’s shaft to turn the chuck backward or forward , just like an old kitchen eggbeater.
Be warmed by connection to your past! ††† en theos ††† jim
It was a very chilly start yesterday. Sixteen degrees, but the sun chased away the chill and by late afternoon the field was warmed by the sun.
Enjoy being in the light! ††† en theos ††† jim
As I sat doing my morning readings, I was greeted with a light fog that was floating just off the surface of the desert. It diffused the sunrise in the east and created this soft pastel glow on the Twin Sisters to the west. Despite the 25 degree chill in the air, my heart received a much warming feeling. Made me feel very blessed to have this right out my window.
enjoy your day, find some warmth for your heart.††† en theos ††† jim
May the cockles of your heart be warmed by your blessings of the day. ††† en theos †††jim
Growing up in West Tx, fall has always seemed such a blink. Here then gone before you even take notice. One of the advantages of growing older seems to be the pause that now comes with autumn. The colors are so warm, so pleasing. It is like God is giving us an appetizer of color to prepare us for the browning and gray coming of winter. Such a warming reflection from yellows and oranges. Memories of past are triggered and last just a bit longer. It seems the one season of time that all slows down in a life that moves past too fast.
“Autumn. It’s crispness, it’s anticipation, it’s melancholia, it’s cool breezes replacing summer’s heat. It’s long days in the field, a harvest festival when work’s done, a cheering crowd in a football stadium, chrysanthemums punctuating a somber landscape. It’s Halloween highjinx, pumpkins grinning toothy smiles, the crack of pecan pressed against pecan. It’s the first curls of woodsmoke, fresh blisters from pushing a rake. It’s crisp and fresh and mellow and snug, solemn and melancholy. And it’s very, very welcome.”
― Good Housekeeping Magazine
Pause to enjoy both the warmth of a color and the remembrance of a warm reflection. ††† en theos ††† jimwork