I accidentally set the exposure in my camera wrong. But sometimes what we do wrong ends up being way better than right. God didn’t want me to see a bare winter tree in my mom’s yard, he wanted to show me all the color.
The first and third photos were taken at Sunset Beach, NC. The photo in the middle was taken in my backyard. Please feel free to copy, save and print these encouraging cards if you want.
Edited to add: I just remembered when that first photo was taken. My granddaughter and husband were with me to hold my camera gear as we walked to the beach. We had been at the beach house for five days and I still had not walked down to the beach because I was in so much searing pain and seriously disabled. I suspected my back was broken but it had not yet been confirmed. I could barely walk or move. But I was determined to not miss an opportunity to photograph my granddaughter in the sunset and asked God to please help me make it down to the shore and back. During the slow and painful walk, the sun broke through the clouds. I have never seen such as spectacular sky as that evening. Instead of remembering the terrifying unstable spine, I have photos such as this to remind me… God was with me.
Sometimes it seems like we’ll never get there.
We walk and walk and walk.
We even do some climbing.
And then there is even more to do.
But maybe it wasn’t about going to sea at all.
Perhaps it was all about the journey…
…and feeling the sand on your toes…
and the wind in your hair…
Enjoy the journey.
It was a very cold winter and since the trees were over five years old, it never occurred to me that they were sensitive to cold. I’m very sad we may have lost the fig trees. We were supposed to mulch them two feet deep before the deep frosts hit.
Other disturbing news, the trees have evidence of boring insects.
There is no antidote for the ambrosia beetles. We will have to cut and burn the trees to prevent spreading. Oh oh, so sad! If you’ve read my blog before, you know how much I love the figs.
The ambrosia beetles are more likely to attack damaged, dying or dead trees so our frost-bitten trees were very susceptible.
But there is still hope. Small green leaves are emerging from canes coming up from the base of the larger fig tree. We’ll just have to wait and see.
Elsewhere in the back yard, the tire swing hangs dormant. I love the look of it but think a comfortable porch swing belongs here, where I can enjoy a quilt, a good book and a bottle of wine.