For the Birds…

For Mosaic Monday I’m sharing some collages/mosaics of our backyard visitors.

Red-Winged Black Bird

These backyard Thrushes and Flickers have been the most fun to watch.

This next visitor surprised us along with the female eagle that I didn’t get good shots of as they came flying into the trees in our back acreage. We hope they were scouting a spot to build a nest. I’ll have a full post dedicated to the Eagles soon

Joining Angie at Letting Go of the Bay Leaf for Mosaic Monday.

We woke up to frigid temperatures this morning. It got down to -6 before it inched up again. After church it was a balmy 27 degrees. The sun has a lot to do with that. The stars were amazing to see in the night sky and morning before dawn skies. Spectacular. We’ve never lived somewhere outside of the city lights so stars were hard to see but now we get an eyeful! While standing and looking up in the sky that song “In the stars His handiwork I see, on the wind He speaks with majesty, though he ruleth over land and sea, what is that to me” comes to mind. It’s an oldie but a goodie.

Jesus, Holy, Undefiled ~ Hymn

Jesus, Holy, Undefiled

Jesus, holy, undefiled,
Listen to a little child;
Thou hast sent the glorious light,
Chasing far the silent night.

Thou hast sent the sun to shine,
O’er this glorious world of Thine;
Warmth to give and pleasant glow,
On each tender flower below.

Now the little birds arise,
Chirping gaily in the skies;
Thee their tiny voices praise,
In the early songs they raise.

Thou, by whom the birds are fed,
Give to me my daily bread;
And Thy Holy Spirit give,
Without whom I cannot live.

Words: Emily M. Shapcote, 1852.