When it’s fifteen degrees Fahrenheit, a stiff northeaster’s blowing, and you have no socks.
“He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge . . .”
—Psalm 91:4a
Watching Nature, Seeing Life
When it’s fifteen degrees Fahrenheit, a stiff northeaster’s blowing, and you have no socks.
“He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge . . .”
—Psalm 91:4a
That very verse came T.I. mind yesterday as I threw sunflower seeds all over the pastures around the house. Such sweet little creatures. Thankyou
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Warms my heart to picture you doing that, Linda. This weather’s hard on those little guys.
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Love it! Have been feeding peanuts to the squirrels.
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Ooo, you have made friends for life!
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Such A Beautiful Thought, The Little Birds Have Been Busy At The Feeders Here.
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So good to have people feeding them. This weather’s hard on them.
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Just signed up per recommendation from a friend.
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Welcome, Lajune! So glad you’re here!
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