Bimble, a new word I came across while reading "Words That Dance Upon Your Tongue" by Martin Horton, danced delightfully upon mine.  According to the Oxford English Dictionary it can be used as a noun to depict a leisurely walk or journey, or as a verb, to describe walking or traveling at a leisurely pace.

So yesterday, I went out for a bimble with my daughter. It was my first walk in days.  Extreme heat and humidity had kept me sheltered indoors, but we found shady streets to bimble along, and the gently blowing breeze made it feel almost pleasant.

Does this look like a turtle to anyone else but me?

My keen eyed daughter spotted this leaf imprint on the sidewalk.



This post was written for Five Minute Friday.
Word prompt--SMILE
Five minutes to free write about it.

The picture on Kate Motaung's post inspired me to take a go at this week's prompt. It's been a while since I've participated. Like almost everything in my life these days, it's something I contemplate doing but feel paralyzed to act upon.

At the beginning of the pandemic I relished this time of isolation as an opportunity to catch up on things I'd been procrastinating about. However nothing worked according to plan. Frequent interruptions and unexpected events kept throwing me off course, and before long, discouragement and frustration gained the upper hand. Overwhelmed, I just watched my to do list get longer and longer, not knowing where to start.

The timing of Kate's post, especially the picture, must have been a God thing. Not only did it remind me of the old slogan, progress, not perfection, but it seemed to confirm that my new goal of ending each day with a list of three things I've accomplished--no matter how small--is a good way to get back on track.



Consider the ravens: they neither sow
nor reap, they have neither storehouse
nor barn, and yet God feeds them. Of 
how much more value are you than
the birds! -- (Luke 12:24 ESV)

In early spring 2013, a pair of ravens flew into town and built a nest near the top of the water tower across from my balcony. 

Before long, there were three little fledglings learning how to fly, and the many shots I took of them in the weeks that followed became the inspiration for my first children's picture book, THE WATER TOWER RAVENS.

Every spring, for the next five years, I looked forward to seeing the new brood, but that fifth year I missed them because I was in the hospital. When I came home, an unexpected sight greeted me--a strange looking structure behind the water tower, which I was told was a temporary cell tower.

The fledglings, now grown, were out and about, and a crew of men were prepping the water tower for renovations and a long overdue paint job. I watched them dismantle antennas and move them over to their temporary quarters. The nest was gone.

The ravens didn't seem as bothered by the missing nest as I was. Sometimes they circled high in the sky watching the goings on. Other times, when no one was around, they found new perches to sit on, nooks and crannies to explore.  

The following spring when it was time to roost, I wondered where the ravens would go now that they no longer had a nest. 

No problem! Undaunted by the disappearance of their old home, they built a new one in a corner of the temporary tower. Not only was it larger and more sheltered, but when the fledglings started flying, the secluded area beneath it was a far safer landing place than the road below the water tower where they risked getting hit by passing cars.  

What a good reminder to trust God and be grateful for the things we do have instead of focusing on the negatives. If our gaze is fixed on closed doors, we may miss the ones about to open.



This pretty little 4th of July arrangement to the left was planted by one of the tenants in my complex. The other pictures were taken along the trail that runs through town.

I did not have my camera with me so I used my cell phone, and these shots really don't do the hibiscus flowers justice--or accurately depict their size. They were by far the largest ones I've ever seen. Quite an amazing sight.



This post was written for Five Minute Friday.
Word prompt--SMILE
Five minutes to write about it

It's been a while since I participated in the Five Minute Friday challenge, and I was about to skip this week's prompt as well, but then this post on Facebook caught my eye and made me smile, and I decided to share it here because even though they're not my words, aren't smiles what we all need more of these days?


Just be careful because people are going crazy from being in lock down! Actually I've just been talking about this with the microwave and toaster while drinking coffee and we all agreed that things are getting bad. I didn't mention anything to the washing machine as she puts a different spin on everything. Certainly not to the fridge as he is acting cold and distant. In the end the iron straightened me out as she said everything will be fine, no situation is too pressing. The vacuum was very unsympathetic... told me to just suck it up, but the fan was more optimistic and hoped it would all soon blow over! The toilet looked a bit flushed when I asked its opinion and didn’t say anything but the door knob told me to get a grip. 😬  The front door said I was unhinged, and so the curtains told me to ........yes, you guessed it 😝 .....pull myself together.
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I hope it made you smile. 😁😜



One of the brightest spots these days has been the birth of my new little great-grandson. So far we've only met by Zoom, but he's already won over my heart. I can't wait for the COVID-19 restrictions to be lifted so I can get to hold him.

Meanwhile, I'm grateful for technology, and that my granddaughter keeps us well updated with frequent photos so we don't miss out on any precious moments such as this.



These pictures are shots from a couple of recent walks that I never got around to posting because I got sidetracked by the arrival of a new great grand-baby. More about him in my next post--or you can take a peek at my Glimpses of God's Grace blog.

So, back to the walks.  Clover flowers must be very tough, because there are fields of them all around my complex, and they're still there even after the landscapers are done mowing. The tiny fungi don't fare as well, but they come back pretty fast.

There always seems to be something new to see, even just around the perimeter of my parking lot--blossoming lilies of the Nile, bunnies, a kayak on someone's balcony.

I'm especially intrigued by the kayak. It's still hanging, even though we've received three notices alerting us that our buildings are scheduled to be power washed tomorrow morning, and everything needs to be removed from our balconies before then because Management is not responsible for any damage. Such terrible timing.

The rest of these pictures were taken around town. Mostly flowers, but also some other things that caught my eye--signs, a stained glass window, statue of a fireman, and a sparrow with a very loud song.

Thought I had spotted a strange bug on this dandelion, but after downloading the pictures, realized it's only a second dandelion with all its little seeds blown off.