The Old Log....

Odd isn't it.....for someone to take a picture of an old piece of wood?

Who would consider an old log or piece of a tree limb to be a thing of

beauty?

I ran across this scene in a place called "Pickles Gap" Arkansas, and the

very moment that my eyes fell upon it, I knew without a doubt that

I needed a picture to capture all of it's beauty.

I love it when I come across the simple things that make me aware of

God's awesome creations....

There is a story in the life of this old piece of wood just like their is a story

in our own life...

Was it once a thriving tree limb whose beauty could be seen all around?

I can see it's twisting and turning as the newness of life

re-positions it, as the new leaves burst forth during the months of Spring....

I can imagine it with colors of crimson beauty during this season that we call Fall.

I see this old piece of a tree as a part of God's creation....

I feel that there is indeed a connection between one's ability to

see and enjoy beauty, through his or her own nearness to God....

Sweet Blessings....

shug ~