Monday, July 27, 2020

Berry Picking




Beside Hyatt-Mill Creek,
clumps of blackberries
tantalize the taste buds.
Sampling the offering,

sweet juice stains my hands,
berries plop into the bucket.
Watch for poison ivy,
briers snag the long sleeves,

chiggers nip the skin.
Thunderheads roar over
the Shewbird Mountain,
sister and rush home.

The aroma of berry cobbler
baking in the wood stove,
we crank the ice-cream handle:
a magical moment.
                     --Brenda Kay Ledford




Tuesday, July 14, 2020

Backyard Blessings



I hope my blogger friends are well and avoiding Covid-19.  I've never seen anything like this in my life.  It's like a Steven King horror movie. You are in my prayers and please stay safe.

BACKYARD BLESSINGS

This fall morning blessings overflow my backyard in Hayesville, NC.  Stillness fills my soul before the world wakes up.

The sun rises like a ruby above the Blue Ridge Mountains.  A wedge of geese resounds through scarlet clouds that reflect like fire on Lake Chatuge.

Golden rods dot the shoreline and a Monarch butterfly sips nectar from Joe Pye weeds.  Diamonds sparkle on the dew-drenched grass.

It's a moment of peace.  I could almost reach out and touch the hand of God before duties call me.  I gaze out my kitchen window as I fix breakfast.  I'm entertained by the bunnies that play in my backyard.

Two rabbits hop over each other.  They sail through the air, turn and stare.  One hops toward the woods, and the other chases it. They jump, gaze, and play hide-and-seek.  What a way to begin a new day.

I'm delighted to spy three white-tailed deer strolling toward the cornfield.  They glance around to see if anyone is watching.then munch on the corn.  A cool breeze rustles the blades of corn, gold glitters on the field.  A Lone Star quilt block graces the old red barn.

But that's not all the animals waking up.  A groundhog wobbles through my backyard with two babies trailing her.  She's proud of her children and showing them off to the human to admire.

You would think that's all the wildlife that inhabits my backyard, but next comes a parade of wild turkeys.  Three march in a straight line around the walnut tree glowing with yellow leaves.  The birds flap their wings and fly straight to the cornfield for their breakfast.

I'm so blessed to have a wildlife sanctuary in my backyard.  Nature puts on a show that's new and different each morning.  That's why I look forward to each day.

The Holy Bible says that God's mercy and loving kindness are new everyday. 

by:  Brenda Kay Ledford

This essay won a gold medal (first place) in the 2020 Cherokee/Clay Senior Games Arts Literary contest in North Carolina.

For more information, www.cherokeecountyseniorgames.org

Jesus is the Good Shepherd who takes care of His sheep.  I believe He will protect His children during this Covid-19.  Blessings to all my blogger friends!