There is not a sprig of grass that shoots uninteresting to me.
--Thomas Jefferson (1743-1826) 3rd US President
Showing posts with label Abstract. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Abstract. Show all posts
Friday, March 18, 2011
Thursday, January 6, 2011
frosted windowpane
Frost is the greatest artist in our clime - He paints in nature and describes in rime.
--Thomas Hood (1799-1845) English Poet and Humorist
--Thomas Hood (1799-1845) English Poet and Humorist
Sunday, November 28, 2010
reflections
Life is like a mirror, we get the best results when we smile at it.
--Anonymous
--Anonymous
Reflections on Laurel Fork in the Dennis Cove area of Carter County, TN.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
let it roll
It is from numberless diverse acts of courage and belief that human history is shaped. Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope.--Robert Francis Kennedy (1925-1968) American Politician
Above: Watauga River Abstract
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
character
Monday, January 18, 2010
love is stronger
To live in the hearts we leaveIs not to die.
--Thomas Campbell (1777-1844) Scottish poet
Today I remember and celebrate the life of Steven Hunter -- a Milligan College student who died unexpectedly four years ago today. Steven meant so much to so many of us. I was fortunate to have him in class and serve as his pre-law advisor. I first met him in the spring before he transferred to Milligan for his junior year and we met briefly and talked about law school and his schedule. Months later, when he arrived on campus, I remember passing him on the sidewalk and saying, "Steven, right?"
He smiled and said, "That's amazing."
"What?"
"That you remembered my name."
Well, there was something unforgettable about Steven. He stood out and made an impression. Moving here from Ohio, Steven fell in love with Appalachia. He just couldn't get enough fly fishing and hiking. He was gracious -- quick with a 'thank you' and a kind, encouraging word. He loved to laugh and goof around. But if you got him talking about his family and his faith, you'd quickly realize that he was a serious young man with deep convictions. He had a beautiful heart. I'm very thankful to have known him -- and my thoughts and prayers are with his wonderful parents today. I'll end this with Steven's own words. On his Facebook page, he described himself this way:
I am a lover of simple things; my banjo, rocking chairs, and mountains to name a few. I am doing my best to live a life that pleases the Lord, trying not to stumble too much. I do my best to live by my motto: "No worries." Why waste time? It's all in the Lord's hands.
To see my previous posts about Steven, click here, here and here. Below is a video tribute I put together.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
inner things
Saturday, July 25, 2009
abundant life
Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.--Eskimo Proverb
I post this today in memory of Shirley Swink and in honor of her husband, Bill. Shirley fought a long, difficult battle following her stroke with grace and courage. In her life, Shirley dedicated herself to her family and her church. She was sweet, and kind, and generous. And joyful. When I think of her, I picture her laughing and grinning ear to ear. She was full of life and a joy to be around. Throughout her long illness, Bill was there by her side -- Never complaining or thinking of himself. He gave himself completely to Shirley's care and in so doing, he showed us what love looks like in action. Today Shirley was laid to rest - but we will continue to rejoice in all of the precious memories and goodness she left behind. And as we thank God for sharing Shirley with us, we also thank Him for Bill and his powerful witness to love.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
pesky weeds
Thursday, January 15, 2009
sensational simplicity
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Christmas Magic
Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.
--Norman Vincent Peale (1898-1993) Protestant preacher and author
A lazy, rainy day, and not wanting to venture out to photograph real trees, I took this out-of-focus shot of my Christmas tree.
Photo details: Shot with the Nikon D80 and 50mm f/1.8 lens, ISO 400, 1/40s.
--Norman Vincent Peale (1898-1993) Protestant preacher and author
A lazy, rainy day, and not wanting to venture out to photograph real trees, I took this out-of-focus shot of my Christmas tree.
Photo details: Shot with the Nikon D80 and 50mm f/1.8 lens, ISO 400, 1/40s.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
surrounded by mystery
I would rather live in a world where my life is surrounded by mystery than live in a world so small that my mind could comprehend it.--Harry Emerson Fosdick (1878-1969) American clergyman
When I zoomed in, I liked the lines and abstract nature of what I saw. Even though it's a very small waterfall, it has a lot of interesting detail in its layers of water and rock. This is Clear Fork Falls -- at least that's what I call it. I doubt the falls have an official name. After all, it's only four-feet tall (if that) and was created as a man-made fish barrier to keep non-native rainbow trout from invading the native brook trout populations upstream. Man-made or not, it's still a pretty place to stop along the Unaka Mountain Road to take a photo and be surrounded by mystery!
Thursday, August 21, 2008
influence
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, November 5, 2007
Stained-glass windows of autumn and ourselves
--Elisabeth Kubler-Ross (1926-2004), Swiss-American psychiatrist & author
These reflections from Laurel Fork Creek, outside of Hampton, TN, remind me of stained-glass windows. If the water had been perfectly still, somehow I don't think it would have been as interesting or dramatic. It's the brokenness of the water that causes the light to sparkle and the colors to dance. The same, I believe, can be said for us -- that our true beauty is revealed through our brokenness.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Gospel finger painting
God writes the gospel not in the Bible alone, but on trees, and flowers, and clouds, and stars.--Martin Luther
Another amazing sunset last night. The sky in this photo looks unreal, but besides some minor color balancing and vignette correction, this is how it appeared!
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Butterfly Abstract
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