Autumn

The smells and sounds of Autumn have started here in Michigan as well as some great Fall colors. In some spots everything is still green, but in other spots colors are near their peak.

A tree stand for deer hunting seems to be near every cornfield.

A tree stand for deer hunting seems to be near every cornfield.


A new telephone pole adds to the Fall colors.

A new telephone pole adds to the Fall colors.


Most field corn is still drying on its stalk, which the deer do enjoy.

Most field corn is still drying on its stalk, which the deer do enjoy.


The Great Pumpkin stopped by for a close-up.

The Great Pumpkin stopped by for a close-up.

Election Day

The images are not about election day. The title is just a reminder to vote if you happen to be in an area with elections today.

I have no thematic unity to these pictures (other than the photos being from the last week), just the images and your thoughts. The first two images are from a photo shoot at a bridge over a small lake. The water lilies and reflected cloud captured my eye as did the swans from the following picture as they whizzed through the air like leftover Halloween ghosts.

Water Lilies

Water Lilies

Swans in Flight

Swans in Flight

The leaves on the trees are well past their autumnal prime. Some trees are bare, some have turned brown, and some, like this tree, have just a few lingering leaves. The sparkling sun highlighted these leaves for me.

Last Leaves to Leave

Last Leaves to Leave

The last image is a picture of a picture hanging in our house near some similarly colored orchids.

Bee and Orchid

Bee and Orchid

It’s election day. Feel free to cast your vote for your favorite image,

Pot or Potter

Growing up our middle son was often called “oops” by his brothers. This was due, in part, to his propensity for breaking or dropping things (like the time hot harvard beets were dropped onto an off white carpet). In college, Mike took up pottery and became quite accomplished. His unintentional destructive tendencies did linger though. Potters often call dropped pots “garden pots” because while they might no longer be considered fine art, they were sometimes still suitable for garden art.

The pictures below are of such a “garden pot” by Mike. In the brief moments of sunshine allowed us yesterday, I took these shots from our back deck. They made me reflect on two things. The first was of the biblical image of God as potter and us as the clay that needs to be molded and finished. This spiritual lesson has become part of my life walk; calling on God to mold me into the person God would have me be.

The second reflection was on the usefulness of the broken. Some rather severe health issues have made it necessary for me to back off from volunteer multiple board responsibilities that I enjoyed. That said, I recently spoke at a conference and was pleased at the very positive response to my remarks. It was a reminder that God uses broken pots as well as those that are whole. I guess God also uses cracked pots and crackpots like me.

pot

Fall

Some pictures of Fall . . . including an awesome fur coat. Enjoy.

Fall Sunrise

Fall Sunrise

Corn Harvest

Corn Harvest

Amish Harvest Time

Amish Harvest Time

Pumpkin

Pumpkin

Flower Garden

Flower Garden

Fur Coat

Fur Coat

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