Cedar Waxwings

Philip took these pictures of a cedar waxwing on our crabapple tree. The cedar waxwings come once a year to our neighbourhood and only stay for about 20 minutes! They come in a large flock of more than a hundred and they land on the fir trees across the street. Then they come over in a big swoop and eat as much of the old apples as they can!!! Then they all fly off and we don't see them for another year!!!!

An old deserted farm house near out cottage. The snow is fast melting now. The boys were out sledding and took this pretty picture. :)

This a view from our kitchen at the cottage. It is fun to think that summer is coming soon. The computer doctor was here and he did a great job!!!! Wow! I suppose I can even leave comments on your blogs too! And it was a firewall problem of all things!!!! Talk to you again soon!!!!

THE PURPOSE

We understand not now the meaning
Of the trials and sorrows we face,
But they hasten our steps to His feet
To seek for His comfort and grace.

We marvel and sigh at the roughness
Of the pathway that stretches before,
And our hearts grow anxious with longing
For the day when this journey is o’er.

But, O, when the Morning Star rises
And we’re caught up to meet Him above,
We shall begin to know His purpose
That gave us these trials, in love!

E. L. Byland

Build A Nest

BUILD A NEST

Build a nest in the golden air,
That blows through the trusting tree,
Far away from the mists of care,
And the waves of the doubting sea.
What though the stormwinds rack and roar,
What though the raindrops fall,
Your nest is safe for evermore,
In the hand that is holding all.

Thus ever on through life we find,
To trust, O Lord, is best.
Who serve thee with a quiet mind,
Find in thy service rest.
Their outward troubles may not cease,
But this their joy shall be:
"Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace,
Whose mind is stayed on thee..."
J.N.Darby
Isaiah 26:3

Becky, Amy, Jody, Heather,
Robbie came and changed the weather,
They look good all dressed in leather,
Sporting cowboy hat and feather!
by J.L.C.

He and I, in that bright glory,
One deep joy shall share,
Mine to be forever with Him,
His that I am there.
Author unknown.