Fair are the meadows
Fairer still the woodlands
Robed in the blooming garb of spring
Between Lizzy’s new bird cam [above] and Jason’s new doorbell [below], we’ve turned ourselves into a surveillance state since Christmas.
The birds are admittedly charming, but when we peer through our exterior cameras, we’re not seeing any blooming garb of spring.
The kids created colorful string art indoors à la Jackson Pollock.
Everyone’s gotten a chance to talk to Jason through the doorbell.
This is Jeff, enjoying the Christmas nuts Liz left for him.
Both cameras also have night vision. Here’s the video that explained to Lizzy how the seeds were disappearing so fast overnight.
As far as I know, that guy doesn’t have a name yet.
Today is overcast and drizzly. I can look out my window or at my camera feeds all day long and I won’t be seeing any garb of spring out there for quite a while. But—
Jesus is fairer,
Jesus is purer
Who makes the woeful heart to sing.
Better than spring. All the fairer Jesus shines when the winter world is dreary.
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