Under A Different Light

Niagara Falls is a beautiful place to visit. I am always in awe of the spender of the power that is created by the flowing water. During the day, you can see clearly the details of each and every sections the Falls has to offer.

When you come during the evening hours, it is then you can see the Falls under a different light. The array of colors brings a whole new beauty to the water. It is hard to capture on the camera the breath taken views.


Than you add the fireworks and the whole place comes to life. I never get tire of coming to the Falls. This is where I was born. It was my home for many years. Even when I lived just blocks away, I never grew bored of visiting the site.
 

It does not matter if Niagara Falls is under a different light, it is always a welcome sight. I am home.

Eye To Eye

On our last trip back from Niagara Falls, we stopped off at the reptile garden in Pennsylvania. One of the room was filled with parakeets. There was a pair that could not stop interacting with each other. At one point they were eye to eye. It was as if they were trying understand each other thoughts.

Many times when I find myself eye to eye with a friend, family member or anyone who crosses my path, I look deep into their eyes trying to figure them out. It is not easy, since I can not read their mind. I have to rely on their body language or their words.

There are many people who I wish I could see again, love ones who have gone to be with the Lord, friends who have moves away and the many family members who just live too far away. I miss them all.

As I call it a night, the one comfort I go to bed with is, that one day we will all get to see eye to eye in heaven. Even better, we will get to see the eyes of Jesus. Nothing  else can bring more joy to my heart than that.

Cardinal Secret.

When I put out the bird seeds and peanuts on the post at the Mariner, the birds fly in for the feast. The many birds that comes, tends to fight over the food. The cardinals seems to be the worst. Have you ever heard them hiss like a cat?

This cardinal seems to be telling the sparrow a secret. "The food is all mine," and he proceeded to chase the sparrow away.

The battles continues until all the seeds are gone.

As kids, I remember fighting over who gets the last cookie. There were six of us and I always seemed to be the one who got chased away. As I got older and wiser, I found ways to get my share.

Than I had three children of my own. I solved the problem by color coding their plates, cups and bowls, so that there was very little fighting over where to sit and who got the last cookie.

We all have the cardinal secret to want it all. When we trust God to be our provider, we can learn to share the bounty that is put before us.

Cicada Protein Drink

I have had my share of protein drinks, but this one takes the cake or I should say, this one take the cicada.

My husband and I have been visiting the Mill to try and get some good pictures of the orioles that has been flying around. It was a very hot day. I took two water bottles and filled them with ice and water.

While we were walking down the path, I would take a sip every few minutes. The sweat was pouring down my face, because it was so humid. I knew that I had to stay hydrated.The ices melted fast in the bottle.

With the water was almost gone, I notice that something was still floating around in the bottle. I knew it was not a ice cube. When I took the lid off, I saw in horror that is was some kind of bug. Worst that that, it was the carcase of a cicada.

The sign of old age is forgetfulness. I had forgotten earlier that I had put the shell in the bottle for safe keeping to show my grandson.

From this day forward, I will always look before I fill another water bottle. I do like protein drinks, but it is the powder kind, not the cicada kind.

What Really Happen To The Wood Duck?

What really happen to the wood duck? This was the question that I often asked myself every time that I would go by the pond at the Super Eight. It had been quite a while since I have seen him around.

One story that was told me, that the owner of the motel set off firecrackers to chase the birds away, because he did not like the all the photographers always being around. Another story was, that the ducks moved to another pond further down the road. In any case, the wood duck was no where to be seen.

Today I learned of the fate of the famous fowl of the motel's pond. While working at the Art Festival in Joppatowne, I met someone who works at the Super Eight. He told me what really happened.

While he was standing outside one day, he witnessed a red-tailed hawk swooped down and snatched the duck right out of the pond. The sounds of the duck squealing, is a sound he will never forget.

The lesson here for me is, to know the truth about any story, you have to go to the right source. This applies also to the many stories about the Bible. To know the real truth, I have to go to the source. The Bible.

With all the many sources out there claiming to be experts about the Word of God, it take me opening the Bible and allowing the true source, God, to show me what is real.

Today, I know now that I will never see the wood duck again. This makes me sad.

Today, I also find joy in my heart. When I take the time to read the Word of God, He put a song in my heart and this makes me happy.

Twin's Happy Birthday

Today is my older twin brother's birthday. It is a bitter sweet day, since one is home with Jesus. I miss him very much. I want to call him, but can't.

Growing up being part of two sets of twins in the family has been an adventure. Mom had all kinds of stories of the trouble that David and Richard would get into. Through out our school years their names were well know. I was the younger sister of the Bennett's twin, even though I was a twin as well.

I know it must be hard for Richard to think about having another birthday without wishing his twin a happy one. It is the same thing with my grandson who has a twin who is also in heaven. Every year I think about Arthur's twin, Mathew on their birthday and what he would be like.

When my birthday arrives each year, I think about my own twin and wonder if he is even alive. It has been many years since anyone has seen or heard from him.

Three sets of twins trying to have happy birthdays every years, but the problem is that one is missing from our lives.

Today, I wish my brother a Happy Birthday and share in the happy memories of his twin.

Happy Birthday Richard.

Happy Birthday David. I can't wait to see you again when I get to heaven. I know that you are watching over Arthur's twin and waiting for all of us to come home.