While in Lancaster, PA, my wife and I toured the Amish area. Through our tour guid, we learned about the passion and purpose, which inspires these Godly people. Their Christian spirituality is the framework that sets their lifestyle.
The picture below show mules that are the power force to pull the plows, hay wagons, balers, hay cutters, and wagons through the acres of farm land.
Tractors often must be adapted for off-road use only, lest they provide the opportunity to go too far from home. This usually means steel tires rather than rubber.
The Amish look to God for help in this dangerous world. When they are face with problems, their first instinct is to pray rather than to seek a quick fix. They learned patience; they feel demanding a quick fix signals a lack of trust in God.
I hope you enjoyed this little article and have an opportunity to tour and visit an Amish community.
Wow!!!! Here is another of God’s creations known by the non-scientific name as a dragonfly. I wonder if this insect inspired man’s flying insect called a helicopter. Maybe in the very existence of the dragonfly they were giant flying dragons and through time they dwindled down to the 3 to 5-inch colorful insect we see now during our warm and hot summer months.
It is written that the dragonfly in almost every part of the world symbolizes change and the perspective of self-realization; and the kind of change that has its source in mental and emotional maturity also the understanding of the deeper meaning of life.
The town I live in is Newport News, Virginia in the United States. The East end is the industrial area made famous for its military ship building. Mid-city once farm land has developed into a commercial hub of office and medical centers, shopping areas, and many chain restaurants and the North end is residential and houses a large military base.
Located in center city are a few coffee shops like Starbucks, Aroma’s and Panera Bread company. They are not like the quaint cafes that are found in small towns were everyone knows each other and will take time to sit and chat.
Here in my area of the world, coffee is the most popular drink. I wonder is it the coffee the people enjoy or the many sweet additive ingredients that go into a coffee? It is very rare I see someone drink their coffee black. I like my coffee from fresh roasted beans brewed at the right temperature with nothing to cover that steamy aroma and taste.
As you guess I am of the older generation with some on-coming of arthritis, high blood pressure and high cholesterol. As an alternative means to control these issues. I enjoy a good hot tea such as ginger and lemon which helps with the aches in my knees and ankles. Then roasted dandelion root that gently stimulates the liver. Also, a good Earl Grey black tea to sip as I read a book. My favorite tea is a green tea with hibiscus made with whole tea leaves steeped in a small teapot and poured into a china cup.
How would you describe your coffee taste? Why is a certain tea better for you?
Like most takers of fish, the Great Blue Heron waits for long periods of time for a fish to get close. When the fish is within striking distance and with lighting speed the Great Blue Herons’ beak jabs into the water in an attempt to clamp onto the fish. Here you see the Great Blue Heron attempting to swallow the fish whole. In the other picture the same Heron turned, now you see blood from the stab wound of the Herons’ beak.
Camera used is a Sony A77II, Sony lens 70-400mm, ISO 800, 230MM, f7.1, AT 1/800 Sec. Location Lions Bridge, Newport News, VA 4/21/17.
With colder temperature and frost on the window, Colonial Williamsburg, VA has joined in the winter fest. Cradled between merchant square and the historic Colonial section on Duke of Gloucester street is an outdoor skating rink. A place for the young at heart.
Snow does not stop her from hanging out laundry. The smell of fresh wintry clothes and sheets overpowers the snow and cold. Although house dryers are today’s means of drying clothes, it still feels good to go back in time.
Oh to be welcomed amongst a flock of birds and see the excitement of these pigeons. Their wings open like outstretched arms flapping like hands clapping with enthusiasm. It was a pleasure to photograph these exhilarating creatures.
A warm breeze flowed through the patio of the local book store. A pleasant day to relax and watch the array of people walk and jog through the street. Visitors to the area wore a lanyard that displayed a pass that allowed them entry into some of the restored colonial homes.
College students dressed in their causal wear of flip flops, shorts, tee shirts and tank tops scurry to class with backpacks flapping against their backs.
The locals walked or sat on the benches, sometime they’d sit with their dogs and chat with the people passing by. Before I shot this picture the dog laid on the ground peacefully at his master’s feet. This young pretty jogger came near and the dog quickly sat up. Its eyes locked on the runner, ears perked, tongue hung out, and a grin on his face. If he could speak, he’d probably say, “please! please! let me run with you I can keep up”.
What a disappointment for the dog when she jogged by without notice. His head drooped and he slowly dropped to the ground with his head on his legs, eyelids half closed. Disappointment