I took the first detour off the paved path and immediately saw these beautiful flowers.
I walked a little ways down the narrow path and saw this flower. So beautiful, especially with the slight shadow on its pedals.
I came to this familiar trail. It leads to the creek. I hear voices nearby.
Ah, some happy kayakers enjoying the day.
I am privileged to have so many nature trails very close to where I live. This place is my most recent discovery. Paved trails, as well as unpaved trails, follow very close to the creek and provide the nature gazer, like me. with beautiful scenery. I love it.
Just a little way down the path, the greenery thickens.
I just began my walk and I started to see these beautiful little light purple flowers.
The creek. I love the flow of the creek. It always reminds me of how the Holy Spirit flows in us and through us, providing us with His living water.
Some places like this have no movement. But still it has its own beauty.
It’s always like me to wander off the main path. I’m always looking for new things to see.
I spotted these four little ducklings as I was on one of my walks. They couldn’t be much more than a few days old.
I pray that they survive on this lake. There are plenty of predators around like herons, turtles, large geese, muskrats and hawks. I have read that anything larger than them may attack.
Mom (the female mallard) is always close by. She will need to be brave and tough.
I Pray that our heavenly Father will feed and take care of these ducklings.
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. (Matt. 6:26)
Every couple weeks or so I like to walk along the Mississippi River on this trail. In this photo I am looking back from where I just walked.
Usually the trail is rugged, but here the way is flat and easier walking. But as you can see, you have to watch where you are going or you will tumble into the river. I walked along this path for a while, and then when the trail ended I took a sharp right up to another broader trail.
Here we are on the broader trail, or it is more like a road. In fact, I often see workers drive on this road.
Looking to the left, you see the river again through this jungle of trees.
Here is a rare sight this early in the spring. So lovely! All of these beautiful sights are God’s special gifts for me to enjoy.
Here the trail winds around these trees; and though the way is darker, I know that God is still with me. “Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for He is with me.”
Here the path is quite narrow. “Narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.”
The path suddenly turns green. It’s beautiful here. “He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.”
Up the path and to the left I viewed this red-winged black bird in the swamp.
I have often wondered why this clump of grass always grows taller in this area. Perhaps there is something or somebody buried there that makes the ground more fertile. This reminds me of where we used to live in Delano, Minnesota. We had this corn field and there were places where the corn would grow almost twice as tall as the other corn. One fall day my dad decided that before plowing he would burn the field because he had let it get so overgrown with weeds. Well, it happened that after the weeds had burned off, the ground just kept burning and burning. We discovered that the earth was full of peat soil, and peat burns. So all you farmers, before you decide to burn your field make sure you don’t have peat or you will have a mess, and the good peat will be burned up and good for nothing,
For some reason I really like this photo. I have often past by this small tree next to that old telephone pole with the old spikes, and I usually always see little birds like these resting on the branches—without a care in the world. Oh, look at the birds. They have no worries. I wish I were as worry free as the birds.
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Matthew 6:26.
As you can see, this is a very crooked tree. And notice that it is in the swamp.
This tree is not so raggedy, but it is bent over. It is also in a low area next to the swamp.
This tree is a mess! And it is totally in the swamp. A swamp tree.
Now here is a very lovely group of tree. Very majestic looking. And they are no where near a swamp.
Notice that these tall trees are nowhere near a swamp. They were planted above the swamp.
In this picture, notice that the trees on the left are on lower ground and they are crooked and bent over. But the rest of the tree are on higher ground and they are straight and strong.
I was wondering if we can learn something from these trees. The Psalmist in Psalm 1:3 tells us that the righteous man will be like a tree that is firmly planted by streams of water. But it doesn’t say that he is planted in the water, but by the water. Those who are planted in the water get too much water. Are there some Christians that get too much water? I think a Christian that spends all of his time reading the bible and going to church, but has no ministry, he may end up like a crooked tree. He is getting too much nourishment–more than his body can handle. Just a thought.
There is something interesting or perhaps strange about these trees in the low lands and swamps. I’m not sure what kind of tree they are. I will just call they swamp trees. They almost look deformed and crooked or twisted.