In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Fresh.”
Freshly laid eggs from my hen house here at Eden Lily accompanied by bougainvillea blooms and cerasee form a picture-perfect summary of what “Fresh” means to me. Fresh is quality food, healing herbs, exercise, country air, sweeping vistas, cool morning rain and balmy evening breezes, the feel of the sun on my face and the crunch of my feet in the sand. Fresh is living as close to nature as God intended.
My root was spread out by the waters, and the dew lay all night upon my branch.
My glory was fresh in me, and my bow was renewed in my hand.