When the Children Grow Up and the Dog Dies

Bleeding Hearts 05.23.16Things were pretty lonely around here after the kids grew up and our dog died. Forget-me-notsAlan suggested making cardboard cutouts of the kids Geraniumsand setting them around our dining room table Squirrel on canoeor placing them in random locations in and outside. Lilac-colored IrisHowever, we slowly adjusted to “just” the two of us after 40 years of children. Two deer by boatAlan had the sensation we were dating again,Turkey on our laneand I felt a little lost, like a newly wed just playing at house.Racoon on our dock However, in the last two weeks since we’ve returned from Europe, Mother Duck and 3 ducklings by dock+10 5.26.16it’s occurred to me that we’re not alone at all! Great blue heron and ducks on dockWe have all sorts of neighbors who come to visit every day, Racoon on dock 5.27.16and they seem particularly taken with our new dock! Racoon in our cherry treeOf course, the coons, birds, and squirrels are pretty partial to our cherry tree too.Woodchuck in grass Our proverbial woodchuck is always busy trying to figure out Woodchuck. How much wood would a wood chuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? 5.26.16just how much wood a woodchuck can chuck, Woodchuck+10 26.16and after he’s done working, he’d like to take a dip in the lake… Woodchuck by swimming poolor in the pool if we’d take that carnsarned cover off so he could get in. Deer in our yardTwo days ago while Alan was mowing, Columbinehe discovered a brand new fawn hiding in the grass just 10 feet in front of him. Squirrel on our deckHe ran into the house to grab “camera woman,”Vinca Minor but the tiny creature managed to wobble off and find another hiding place Deer by dock 5.26.16before we returned. Mink at edge of woodsSo, we’re not really alone!Geese on lake In fact, there’s so much commotion around here Racoon by our canoe 5.26.16that it’s hard to get to sleep at night! Geese squawking in eveningThe geese squawk, Great blue heron on dockand the swamp frogs’ antiphonal chorus is as thunderous as a giant snoring. Robin's nest by tea roomIt’s also hard to sleep in with all the song birds serenading the sun bright & early.MuskratEven better than all this polyphony of sights and sounds outside Chipmunkis that still, small voice inside, Mink on dockreminding me that no matter what happens between now and forever, Purple IrisJesus will always be with me!  Duck and ducklings on lake“Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.” (Hebrews 13:5)  Bi-colored irisI am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, the first and the last.” (Revelation 22:13)

(All photos taken around our house in the last few days. Thank you, Lord!)

6 responses to “When the Children Grow Up and the Dog Dies

  1. “Alan suggested making cardboard cutouts of the kids”
    Hilarious!
    Thank you so much for sharing your share of such beauty of God’s creation! You are truly blessed!!!

  2. Charylene Powers

    I love this post – the pictures of the Iris are great. I have been trying to take pics of Iris and mine are not near as nice as yours. Are you sitting on the ground and shooting up? This is Iris season so I do not have a lot of time to figure this out.

    • I don’t sit and look up, but I try to get even with the irises. I also like to shoot from a little distance to blur out the background. More professional photographers can narrow the focus with aperture changes, but I’m not very good at that.

  3. Charylene Powers

    Thank you for the tips – I will try them.

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