Cow

Sickness

is

sick.

And not in a good way.

But that’s what I got.

Getting better though.

The pic:

These toy soldiers

weren’t so fortunate.

Crust

Tough times Lord.

Rough times,

End times

Can’t climb

Can’t reason in this

Blighted season.

Song’s gone please write it on

My heart

For me.

Cause I can’t see

My way

Today

And I have no strength

Left to say

DON’T and

STOP!

So I’m leaning

Against Your bark,

Strong bark

While your arms shade me

From scorch

And drench

So I can grow and heal

During these storms.

The pic:

Something essential for my son’s homework…a pencil sharpener.

Mush

“Evan let me take your picture.”

“Ok.”

“Be serious Evan, stop laughing…”

Now I’m giggling.

*puts his hands over his mouth*

Snap!

The pic:

My son.

He’s autistic

and artistic.

Gifted and

LOUD.

And he has the

PUREST

heart

of any human

I’ve ever known to have had.

His smile,

giggles

and kisses

is more proof

God never leaves me.

Rainbow

Remember:

God

Doesn’t love the person

Next to you,

More.

I’m just sayin

The pic:

Bought an orchid

At the

New Hampshire Orchid Society

Show.

Fluffy

Well y’all

Last week was

Tough.

But victory is mine

Cause here I am

Still standin

By the will and mercy

Of God.

The pic:

Baby boy’s meds.

Sharkboy

You’re on the

monkey bars.

You’re hanging

In the middle.

If you’re hand

Is always on the bar

Behind you…

And if you fall

You’re not far from God

To pick you up again.

(And He made tanbark).

The pic:

My baby boy

Asleep

With his chicken legs.

Shower

Boy.

One of those

Days.

But I know

God knows

What’s up.

The pic:

Just love the lines.

Like a light bulb flower.

Venus

Like I said

God stretches you

Like tight pants.

You’ll bounce back

And be able to get into them

A little easier

Next time.

The pics:

Taken at my son’s school.

And more snow

On the way.

Yeesh.

Recipe

I thank Him

For change

Like a river on rocks

Than an explosion

with me left to

pick up the pieces.

The pic:

The chair behind

My desk.

Q-tip

Change

Can be hard.

A God change

Is hard only

for that spirit that

hates change.

Let Him

knock down the wall.

Then stick around

while the dust settles.

The pic:

Getting into florals

with my phone.