While it seems like an eternity ago, last month at this time I was relaxing on the beach watching the sun go down. In thinking about that, I thought I would share a few ocean sunset pictures with you all. 😀
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Double Bow; Double Pot Of Gold
I was driving home Wednesday when I saw the most glorious rainbow ever! It was an extremely bright double full rainbow stretching north-south across the Sweet Valley.
Below are some pictures of the rainbow…unfortunately my camera was unable to take in the full panoramic of the complete bow in one picture. 🙁
Sweet Sunset #2
Sunday evening Jadon and I were treated to a display of glorious proportions. The rain of the afternoon had stopped and the sun cast the pretty glows over the clouds.
Ah, God is good. 😀
Dawn On The Lake
We And They by Rudyard Kipling

Father and Mother, and Me,
Sister and Auntie say
All the people like us are We,
And every one else is They.
And They live over the sea,
While We live over the way,
But-would you believe it?—They look upon We
As only a sort of They!
We eat pork and beef
With cow-horn-handled knives.
They who gobble Their rice off a leaf,
Are horrified out of Their lives;
While they who live up a tree,
And feast on grubs and clay,
(Isn’t it scandalous? ) look upon We
As a simply disgusting They!
We shoot birds with a gun.
They stick lions with spears.
Their full-dress is un-.
We dress up to Our ears.
They like Their friends for tea.
We like Our friends to stay;
And, after all that, They look upon We
As an utterly ignorant They!
Guest Post: Believe Again
Let fear dissolve
Unleash the wind
A frozen waste
A soul within
Forgotten
Like autumn leaves
Fallin’ – it seems
That all I hold
Are broken dreams
Forgotten
I wanna believe again
I wanna let hope rush in
I wanna have Love take hold of me once more
I wanna believe again
Silent pain
Turns into rage
Truth in words
Go once again
Unspoken
A Light shines in
The darkest night
Pierce this hopeless
Heart of mine
I’m broken
I wanna believe again
I wanna feel Your touch again
I wanna have Love take hold of me some way
I wanna believe again
Believe again
–Vickie JS Hieb, June 2011
The heavens declare the glory of God
My breath was taken away this morning as I looked out the kitchen window. The sun glinted off a fresh white blanket of snow in a way that made you forget everything else in the world.
One glance is all it took to enter a tunnel – all senses attuned to the changing lights and clouds while the ground beneath me spun rapidly eastward, taking me deeper and deeper into the swirly midst and brilliant colors.
Then…well…my stomach growled, and it was back to reality.
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they reveal knowledge.
They have no speech, they use no words;
no sound is heard from them.
Yet their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.
In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun.It is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber,
like a champion rejoicing to run his course.
It rises at one end of the heavens
and makes its circuit to the other;
nothing is deprived of its warmth.
(Psalms 19:1-6)
Seattle: A Photo Journey
My recent journey to the Society of Vineyard Scholars conference was also my first time visiting Seattle, Washington. Flying from Boise, I arrived a few hours before the conference started, so Roy Conwell, a great friend and the pastor of the Mountain Vineyard in Kent, WA, volunteered to show me around the city. The below pictures are from this quick tour.


Sweet Sunset
Last night was simple gorgeous! There are no words that can describe the beauty reflecting off the mountain snow as the sun completed its cycle.
Pictures – well, they tell a thousand words, so please enjoy these six sweet pictures and bask in their poetry.
Church at 55 MPH
This morning Creation screamed out for joy as the sun broke over the mountain peaks and poured over the whiteness below.