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Tag: all nature sings

The latest glitz

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All that glitters…
All nature singing…
All creatures great and small…

Surrounded by such majesty, I struggle to keep the eyes of my heart focused on what matters most. The latest glitz if not glamor of hot-off-the-press politics and world affairs entices me. Not just now and then, but every second of every day.

Just look! I can hardly believe my eyes!
Can you believe he/she/they just said THAT?
Isn’t anyone in charge of this circus?

There’s nothing glitzy or glamorous about what calls out to me. Yet you’d think I’d just found gold in the latest news item—so eagerly do my eyes and emotions seek every precious crumb. Keeping score. Looking for salvation where there is none. Going to the same empty well hoping to find water.

I don’t want to be distracted by every precious crumb. Who needs crumbs when we need nourishing bread, clean water and digestible guidelines for living together and dying together?

Today I’m going to take a walk—yet again. And focus the eyes of my heart and my emotions on all nature singing and on great and small creatures I may meet along the way. What might they tell me about the news today?

© Elouise Renich Fraser, 20 February 2017
Photo found at – quaking aspen leaves
Response to WordPress Daily Prompt: Glitter

majestic peaks soar


majestic peaks soar
in otherworldly silence
broken by sunrise


Life is noisy.
My eyes keep traveling back to this photo.
I want to be on the mountaintop.
I want to hear this moment when speech fails
and creation bears witness
to the majesty of its Creator.

© Elouise Renich Fraser, 8 February 2017
Photo found at
Mountains in Romania, Winter Sunrise

Response to Daily Prompt: Heard

brushed lightly


brushed lightly
on canvas with
love from God

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I can’t help thinking about Howard Finster and his bold paintings
sent to us and all creation with enthusiastic love. Read the rest of this entry »

tones and overtones


tones and overtones

echo blending in silent

autumn symphony

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The Hercules Club tree is native to eastern North America. Read the rest of this entry »

watercolor clouds


 watercolor clouds

grace windswept cobalt ripples–

trees reach for blue sky

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© Elouise Renich Fraser, 10 January 2015
Photo credit:  DAFraser, September 2014, Crater Lake, Oregon

dive-bombed cicada

dive-bombed cicada
tree trunk stormed by sqaub’ling squirrels
mid-summer madness


Didn’t plan it
Can’t control it
Life just happens
As I walk along
anticipating nothing
in particular but
a quiet morning stroll
in glorious nature

Wouldn’t you know it Read the rest of this entry »

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