
mere feet from busy,
yet vibrant abundant life
what else hides unseen?
hidden by Angie Quantrell

Wide Hollow Creek, Yakima Valley

mere feet from busy,
yet vibrant abundant life
what else hides unseen?
hidden by Angie Quantrell

Wide Hollow Creek, Yakima Valley

by Angie 3 Comments

enjoying nibbles
but earthbound human disturbs
spring morning delight
disturbed by Angie Quantrell
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What a beautiful world we inhabit! Creation is amazingly intricate. I am thankful for the wonder and adventure of experiencing God’s world.
Today I am reminded of my dad, who has a birthday on April 22. He would’ve been 84. I’ve only recently realized his birthday and Earth Day are the same day. He loved getting out in nature and often hauled us with him, whether we were exploring the Arizona desert, finding dirt roads leading up into the Cascades, or looking for dead snags to cut for firewood. Of course, that last one meant we the kids had to carry the logs back to the truck, and if dad had anything to do with it, he would cut something down a hill, meaning we would have to haul uphill. Every. Time.
Let’s celebrate and give thanks for our wondrous world. And while we’re at it, pick up a few extra pieces of trash, recycle what we can, and care for what is around us.
For in him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through him and for him. He is before all things, and in him all things hold together. -Colossians 1:16-17 NIV
Happy Earth Day.
by Angie 2 Comments

work beckons fingers
but magnetic eyes lock on,
no typing allowed
no typing allowed by Angie Quantrell
Lily, the office assistant
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cotton candy fluff
buzzy busy bees adorn
pink tree spring fashion
spring fashion by Angie Quantrell
Lateral A, Yakima Valley
I was inspired to write this haiku after I read this poem by Danna Smith.
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just last week I saw
beauty stretching from chaos
today empty holes
free blooms for taking
but leaving crushed leaves and trash
my eyes in despair
gone by Angie Quantrell
Yakima Valley
See the former beauty here.

Soon, my flowering quince will look like this! The buds are there, hints of lovely color peeking out. The beauty of spring is refreshing. Gazing at blooms is such a peaceful activity. Maybe that’s why they say to stop and smell the roses. And, I’ll add, gaze in wonder as you inhale.
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unexpected joy
sings sweetly amidst carnage
that fails to dampen
sings sweetly by Angie Quantrell
Yakima Valley

Yakima River Canyon