Of great appeal are Mt. Hermon’s lush grounds, around which I traipsed during the recent days I spent there for the annual Christian Writers’ Conference. The spring-blooming trees had burst forth in all their glory, and I thought of the incredible words in Genesis 2.
And the LORD God planted a garden eastward in Eden; and there he put the man whom he had formed. And out of the ground made the LORD God to grow every tree that is pleasant to the sight, and good for food; the tree of life also in the midst of the garden, and the tree of knowledge of good and evil.”
This afternoon I observed a critter strolling across one of our pear blossoms. Actually I believe there were a couple sauntering about.
Our pear tree is in full bloom. A magnificent sight.
After I had staggered down our driveway to retrieve the newspaper and to take pictures of the daffodils and our house and was heading back to the stairs inside the garage, I looked east and saw this magnificent view. I was freezing as the temperature was in the 20s, but it was so beautiful . . .stark. . . that stretch of branch . . .
Yesterday morning, we awoke to 3 1/2 inches of new snow, and throughout the day, it continued to snow. I edged my way down our driveway to pick up the newspaper and to snap a shot of our home in these splendid San Bernardino Mountains.
Windows in the front of our house give us spectacular views of trees and houses which lie on the other side of Lake Gregory. I never tire of seeing these incredible mountain views, and have snapped scores of pictures. After a heavy snow, the vista is riveting.
Shots from another year here on my flickr account.
Often here in the San Bernardino Mountains it snows at night, and because I love to watch the falling snow so much, I am always a little disappointed when this happens, except that it is a treat to open the morning blinds to a snow-covered landscape. We’re in the midst of a major storm right now and it has snowed off and on all day. Gorgeous. I looked out the windows at 3:30 am and saw it coming down in white masses.
The snow, though extremely beautiful, is a problem for the birds. I saw several of them picking about on the ground, and a few utilized one of the feeders. Quite a few woodpeckers hang about in our trees. Their heads are the most gorgeous red.
Do you have birds in your yard? What kind? What color? Love to hear from you.
Choose with care. The road we take will determine our destination.