Daily Prompt: Plop

The Daily Prompt was unusual but I gave it a shot anyway.  My offering for “Plop”.


This old guy waits patiently for my husband to come in from fishing

As the leftover bait plopped into the water, the pelicans fought to be the first to snatch it up.  You would think they hadn’t been trolling for fish all day long the way they knock each other out of the way to be first.  I watched as the winner greedily snatched the bait and marveled as it seemed to threaten to burst through the elastic looking pouch under his bill.  God’s creatures never cease to amaze me and they always remind me of His sense of humor.

I walked barefoot over to my favorite chair; the one I have sat and watched what I call “my” cardinals and mockingbird in for a couple of years now.  The thing is… I haven’t seen any of them in months.  The only birds I see frequently besides the water birds are crows and doves.  The big black crows drive me nuts with their incessant cawing as they eat the stale bread a neighbor throws out for them daily.  Lately, the doves are the lone visitors to my bird feeder and they are extremely skittish.


My friend said that she caught a snake eating a cardinal under her bird feeder the other day and so I mentioned this to my husband.  He said, “Oh yeah, I’ve seen that rat snake hiding in the shrub right by the feeder.  He blends right in”.  I’m aghast that he knew this was going on and didn’t do something about it!  He could have run the snake off or something, right?!?

In light of this disturbing news, I googled it and lo and behold, feeders do often attract snakes which makes sense now that I think about it.  Now I have a decision to make.  Do I continue to provide seed and hope the birds are stealthy enough to avoid Mr. Rat Snake or do I remove the feeders entirely for fear of unintentionally luring the poor birds to their death?  The very shrub the evil thing likes to hide in will soon be sprouting berries that are particularly loved by the mockingbirds.  If the same mockingbird visits that did last year, he was mean and territorial.  Maybe he will run the snake off to another yard.

I’ve spent hours in my chair, enjoying the birds while I spend time with Jesus and bask in the sunshine or watch the sunset.  This will be a difficult change for me.  I’m saddened even thinking about removing the feeder and tossing the rest of the seed out in the open.   Maybe someone has an idea that will save the day.


Daily Prompt: Flow

Today’s prompt was to represent the word flow.  My offering is a photo and a poem.


You let the words flow as the ink meets the paper

Scribbling a story your heart holds so dear

You’ve crafted the characters and finished your tale

Now you hope and you pray someone else wants to hear

By:  Lisa


Weekly Photo Challenge – Door

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Door.”

This isn’t the greatest photo, but when I saw the topic, I thought even for the sign on the door, it was a worthy post.  I took this in St Albans, Hertfordshire at the Clock Tower.



Sunday morning Word

Sunday morning Word

Captivating clouds

Sunday morning coffee and the Word


God’s glory displayed majestically about a mile from my house

Weekly Photo Challenge: New

New blooms on my rosebush

New blooms on my rosebush

Weekly Photo Challenge: Twinkle

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Twinkle.”


Vacation my way

Cape Breton National Park

Cape Breton N.P.

The Prompt:  Where is the one place you would never want to go on vacation that other people seem to love?

The first place that came to mind when I saw this post was Vegas, but I think other large cities known for up-all-night parties and non-stop entertainment would also be deal breakers for me.

Since I would rather not bash any particular city since they are all hometown to someone, I decided to look at this from the perspective of what makes a vacation enjoyable to me, based on my personality and preferences.

When I was younger, I loved to go where there were crowds and rides and entertainment.  There were summers on Panama City Beach, baking in the hot sun all day, riding the waves on our boogie boards in the warm salty water until the sun’s light started to wane, then getting ready to go across the street to the theme park.   I remember my hair flying behind me while, “Another One Bites the Dust” blared from the speakers as I circled a track at high speeds, which would render me nauseous and require a trip to the chiropractor if I attempted now.  I licked the cotton candy from my sticky fingers, while perched at the top of the ferris wheel, the metal chair cool against my sunburn, secretly wishing the shady looking character below would start the wheel spinning again.  We hid from our parents and chased boys, giving them false names and numbers and giggling about it in our hotel room, which was joined with my parents.

Fast forward to the summer of 2014 and my husband and I are casually strolling down the street in Bar Harbor, ME, a cool misty rain falling as we seek out the best place for lobster.  We sat on park benches and people watched, ate ice cream and tried blueberry tea and watched the sunset.


We meandered up the coast and into Canada, stayed at bed and breakfasts through New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia.  We luxuriated in sleeping in, had French press coffee and spent time just soaking up the scenery.  We took long walks in parks, inhaled the heavenly scent of balsam fir, welcomed longer lunches and relished each other’s company.

We sat on the rocks around a lighthouse, tranquil enough for my husband to doze off. (I think I even heard him snore) The waves splashed against the rocks, which were nicely heated by the sun which was a comfort on a breezy, cool day.  We took pictures of old churches, tasted fresh water at the base of a waterfall, ate too much candy and acted like teenagers.

It was one of the most memorable trips we have taken together.  I find nowadays that I enjoy and appreciate God’s creation more and vacation to me means spending time outdoors; somewhere peaceful, where I can just relax.  Fewer plans, less noise and crowds and I am a happy camper.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Nighttime

The Weekly Photo Challenge this week was nighttime.  I am not a pro, writing is my passion, but I thought these were worth sharing.


Tower of London

Random street in London

Random street in London

Full moon, Big Cypress N.P.

Full moon, Big Cypress N.P.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Endurance

I’m going with the endurance definition of the capacity of something to last or to withstand wear and tear.  On a recent trip to England, I was blessed with hosts that escorted us to some idyllic places.   I felt like I had stepped back in time and it was glorious to an old soul like myself.

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Canterbury Cathedral

Garden wall at Highclere Castle

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