Showing posts with label monarch butterfly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label monarch butterfly. Show all posts

Friday, December 12, 2025

BEAUTY FOUND IN TANGLED WEBS!

Photographer friend, Anne B., has a way of finding and highlighting beauty in the messes of life!
I, on the other hand, lately have a way of making messes in life or walking in fear that my decisions might mess things up for everyone. Decision making is so difficult as "what ifs" flutter all around in my mind.
My Uncle John Edward learned during WWII to "pull self up" by his boot straps. I don't even have any bootstraps. Plus, it sounds self-reliant to me!

If I have been constantly reminded of anything since our move to NC.....it's the need to lean into the Lord every day. It's His strength I need. His path I want. Leaning in to Him gives both strength and a straight path.

Today, even in the tangles, may I find fulness of joy in His presence as I follow the path of life He has made known to me. (Psalm 16:11)

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

CHOOSE: TEXAS FLORA AND FAUNA

Wednesday Walkabout in Texas (5/10)----from fishing pond/lake to trail with great blue herons and wood ducks and woods with milkweed and butterflies.
Right at the edge of the lake, a heron seems to rule the roost.
Recent Sunday School lesson reminded me that the monarch's migration from Mexico takes 4 generations of monarchs. 
Photographer posted this pix for subdivision newsletter. 
This weathered one that must be at the end of his stent. 

The only plant that sustains these beauties is the milkweed plant. Monarch (in pic below) draws sustenance from a Tropical Milkweed.
How does a monarch "know" it cannot survive without this plant? 
How does this new new 4th generation return 2,500 miles to Mexico each fall to the same tree for hibernation?
Grateful to have seen this picture of a monarch taken by a Summerfield neighbor in Allen, TX. 
Now I'm on the lookout to see it myself!
Texas Showy Pink Evening Primrose
Couldn't figure out why some passer-bys called these delicate, pink flowers buttercups---unless that's the Texas name.  Buttercups, in Tennessee, don't look anything like these beauties. These "sweet looking" dainty flowers opened at dusk (as I was taking my walk) but withered the next day. Remnants of yesterday's blooms were still evident.
WOW---showy rows of Indian Paintbrush just past the cow sanctuary.
What a "Walkabout" when I'm choosing to see God's handiwork in Texas.