pictures from an october walk
comfort food
bits from today
“Joseph of Arimathea, a prominent member of the Council, who was himself waiting for the kingdom of God, went boldly to Pilate and asked for Jesus’ body.”
– Mark 15:44
For some reason that phrase caught my attention this morning: he was known by the fact that he was awaiting the kingdom of God. Was he zealously waiting? Or was it just commonly known that Joseph from Arimathea was waiting for the kingdom of God?
getting colder …….
oct 3
This morning John and I went to visit the midwife again, and we came home knowing that both baby and mama are doing great. Both healthy and growing, though my blood pressure is a bit low – 112 over 60-ish – and she had no explanation for why my hair keeps falling out. Silly me, it’s supposed to fall out after Baby is born, not before. Baby even put on a little show for her by moving all around when she tried to listen for the heartbeat (which is loud and strong!).
changing hue
Yesterday morning was just lovely. A tad brisk, but lovely. I walked down to the church behind our place and took some pictures of their trees (since we don’t have our own yet), and when I was looking at the pictures again this morning, they reminded of a line in a Josh Groban song: “Flaming flowers that brightly blaze/ Swirling clouds and violet haze/ Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue/ Colors changing hue/ Morning fields of amber grain …”
Isn’t autumn a gorgeous time of year? All the seasons can be, I know, but I particularly notice the Spring and Fall. It’s almost as if God gets out His box of colors for a final flourish before He sends the world to bed for the winter.