Great is Thy Faithfulness

This post has been a year in the making. (Actually a little over a year since I tried to work on it last week, but those wonky computer gremlins played havoc with the pictures.)

On February 14th, 2010, we had a rare sticking snow for these parts.  Early in the morning, I stepped out in my pajamas and slippers to capture it.  I didn’t figure anyone else was awake.

I was wrong.

As I stood in my bedhead glory, the front door across the street opened, and out stepped my neighbor with his own shiny Kodak.  I briefly considered a getaway, but 48 year old women should not  run on the snow in slippers. It's a rule.  I held my ground and faced the music.

I'm glad I did.  He told me that his favorite part about living on our street was the way the Bradford pears lining it changed with the seasons. He had captured them in every season,  he said, and now would get to add a winter wonderland.  He was planning to group them together as a photo story.

I decided right then and there to be a copycat, and I’ve been capturing shots, standing in the same spot, all year. I do try to remember to be fully clothed when I do it, though.

Winter…

Spring …

Summer…

Fall…

And back to winter…

This is what it looked like on February 14th 

when I brought my photo project to a finish.

Had it not been for the computer chaos, I would have stopped right there with the barren season.

 But within just a week, look who showed up.     

Our old friend Hope.

And I just couldn't leave her out.

Summer and winter

And springtime and harvest

Sun, moon, and stars in their courses above

Join with all nature in manifold witness

To Thy great faithfulness, mercy, and love.

Great is Thy faithfulness…


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I'm sharing this with A Southern Daydreamer