Thursday was another glorious snowy day in Tennessee. The snow began here about 9:30 a.m. . . .
. . . and continued all day. Ray and I were so happy.
By 5:00 p.m., our temperature had dropped to 26 degrees Fahrenheit. By 7:30 it was 20 degrees. This is a marked contrast to the 70 degrees we were enjoying last Saturday. Seeing and feeling the weather change reminds me of the loving, constant, faithful care God promised.
While the earth remains,
Seedtime and harvest,
Cold and heat,
Summer and winter,
And day and night
Shall not cease.
This I know: God is in charge and He will always keep His promises.
So today we are enjoying His snow and cold weather; while last week at the Buckhorn Inn, we enjoyed His warmer weather. On the morning of our anniversary, we took a walk on the Buckhorn’s nature trail. Yesterday I took you to the Inn. Today I’d like to take you on the nature trail.
The written trail guide directed us to spots number 1 through 22. The back porch of the Inn is number 1. After I tried balancing my camera and making it level on the hedge in front of the porch, a kind staff member offered to take our photo there.
This is the view of Mount LeConte from the porch.
As we headed back to the pond, we passed rhododendron bushes and American holly, umbrella magnolia, redbud, chestnut, and yellow poplar trees.
As we followed the path beside the pond, . . .
. . . we saw a floating feather from one of the swans we saw the day before. I am particularly enamored with the small details of what God created.
As we rounded a curve in the trail . . .
. . . we saw the swans. They were standing on the path, diligently preening their feathers. Yesterday I learned that their names are Bubble and Squeak.
As we continued to get closer, I thought surely they would be afraid of us and go away.
Instead, they contentedly stood their ground . . .
. . . until we could have reached out and touched them. Of course, I wouldn’t dare for fear of being attacked.
Still, it was very special to be so close to those beautiful, graceful creatures.
We walked on and soon they were taking the same path that we were.
I always enjoy the grand vistas and the majestic giants God created, such as this very tall native Eastern White Pine.
However, as I said, I love the small things, too.
Multi-hued leaves I don’t recognize
Most of a homeschooling mama’s days are filled with many small things. God takes small things and does mighty things with them. Just look what He did with many small snowflakes yesterday. By 8:00 p.m., the snow depth on our car was six and one-eighth inches.
You can trust God with your small things, too.
And He was saying,
“How shall we picture the kingdom of God,
or by what parable shall we present it?
It is like a mustard seed,
which, when sown upon the soil,
though it is the smallest of all the seeds
that are upon the soil,
yet when it is sown,
it grows up and becomes larger
than all the garden plants,
and forms large branches,
with the result that the birds of the sky
can nest under its shade.”