Friday, October 29, 2010

chihuly sculpture

I took this picture during a recent visit to Fredrik Meijer Gardens to see the Chihuly exhibit. This was one of my favorites.
Grace and Peace,
Jane

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

brussel sprouts

I have a love/hate relationship with the brussel sprout. I love how they look, but sometimes the taste is just horrible. We roasted these babies with olive oil and salt and they were delicious with a little goat cheese.
Grace and Peace,
Jane

Monday, October 25, 2010

cosmos3

"...being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus."
Philippians 1:6

Grace and Peace,
Jane

Friday, October 22, 2010

sunflower

My favorite first line of a book:

"Once upon a time, there was a woman who discovered she had turned into the wrong person."
-Back When We Were Grownups by Anne Tyler

Grace and Peace,
Jane

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

dahlia

"But go and learn what this means:
'I desire mercy, not sacrifice.' "
Matthew 9:13
Grace and Peace,
Jane

Monday, October 18, 2010

rutabaga

This is a picture of the one and only rutabaga we harvested from our garden. Up close I was surprised by the beautiful colors! I think I will frame one of these for my kitchen.
Grace and Peace,
Jane

Friday, October 15, 2010

turnip



Grace and Peace,
Mom

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

pink cosmos

We planted our cosmos late so that it would be ready for Jamie and Brad's wedding. We tried to time it just right, but they were just a big bunch of green in September. Right now they are blooming up a storm! It 's a wonderful gift this fall when the garden is winding down.
Grace and Peace,
Jane

Monday, October 11, 2010

autumnal things

When my kids were little I would give them a paper bag and we would take a walk and collect "treasures". This is what I came home with today. I do love autumn.
Grace and Peace,
Jane

Thursday, October 7, 2010

carrots

Grace and Peace,
Jane

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

cosmos

Poem by Wendell Berry:

We travelers, walking to the sun, can't see
Ahead, but looking back the very light
That blinded us shows us the way we came,
Along which blessings now appear, risen
As if from sightlessness to sight, and we,
By blessing brightly lit, keep going toward
That blessed light that yet to us is dark.

Grace and Peace,
Jane