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{Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real}~ May 17, 2015

Joining Like Mother, Like Daughter for {phfr} . . .

{Pretty} and {Happy}

This is the first May we have spent in this house, and it is exciting to see what blooms. There are wild roses and daisies on the boundary between the lawn and the woods, which makes me happy all out of proportion to their consequence.


This little guy (or gal) is living in our woodpile and seems to enjoy the daily buffet of clover and grasses.


Forgive me for thinking a crying baby is funny, but you have to understand that Verity cries about everything.  Not real, honest to goodness, distressed crying, but a complaining, what-are-you-trying-to-do-to-me crying with a twist of whine.  So here she is experiencing the sandbox for the first time and telling all and sundry that she doesn't like it one little bit, thankyouverymuch!

And just for comparison, here she is last winter at about four months of age making the same face because she was upset about . . . who knows what?  That's Verity for you, though to be fair, she does smile a great deal and is in every way sweet and adorable.


So I'm outside doing some gardening and I see this spider out of the corner of my eye.  When I look at him, I also notice a fuzzy, yellow caterpillar with funny antennae obliviously within range of said spider.  In a split second the spider seizes the caterpillar by the head and drags it off to his lair to be devoured in peace, like Shelob with an orc. Such is the way of the fallen world.  On the one hand is the exquisite beauty of babies, bunnies, and blossoms, and on the other is the horror of sin and death. Come quickly, Lord Jesus.


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