Knee Deep

(If you don't know this song, the YouTube link is at the end of the post...)

Gonna put the world away for a minute
Pretend I don't live in it
Sunshine gonna wash my blues away

Had sweet love but I lost it

She got too close so I fought it

Now I'm lost in the world tryin to find me a better way

 Wishin' I was

Knee deep in the water somewhere

got the blue sky, breeze and it don't seem fair

the only worry in the world
is the tide gonna reach my chair

Sunrise, there's a fire in the sky

never been so happy
never felt so high

and I think I might've found me my own kind of paradise 

Wrote a note, said "Be back in a minute"

Bought a boat and I sailed off in it 

Don't think anybody's gonna miss me anyway 

Mind on a permanent vacation

  The ocean is my only medication

 Wishin' my condition ain't ever gonna go away

You Tube - Knee Deep by Zac Brown Band with Jimmy Buffet

Linking to Thursday Theme Song.

Outdoor Wednesday

Since I have started a Wordless Wednesday blog over at Wordless Wednesday Again, I had to decide what to post on Wednesday here!  I have been linking to World Bird Wednesday and Outdoor Wednesday on Taking Time and a Walk, trying to find photos that fit both categories.  So...today I am posting Outdoor Wednesday here.  There, that wasn't so hard, was it!?  (Please consider participating in the Wordless Wednesday Again meme - it doesn't have to be totally wordless - just needing few words.)

This series of photographs was taken the other morning, right after a rain.  Something magical about water droplets on the flora around my house - at least in my eyes!

Boston Fern

Rose

Rose - again

Not sure if this was another rose, or something else...memory is slipping a bit...

Portulaca leaf (moss rose)

Linking to Outdoor Wednesday.

Barns of the South

Or of Virginia, at least...

Not sure this was really a barn...but an outbuilding of some kind.  I liked the log construction.  Notice the Private Property sign?  I really hadn't thought of trespassing here...

This one has an interesting shape, and I loved the peeling paint.

This one is a lot farther gone...but looks like there is still some sort of wagon stored there.

Just a note...I really have to find a better way to keep track of the barns I have posted!  Anyone have any foolproof ideas for that?  I sometimes spend a lot of time going back through previous posts to see if I have used a particular photo!

Linking to Tricia's Barn Charm.

Lake Istokpoga Village

Last week, I showed you the mural from Lake Istokpoga, the Jewel of Highlands County.  Today, I continue with the mural from the Village.  This mural is 32' wide by 13' high and is a replica of a Seminole village about 100 years ago.

 The Indian woman in this painting is pounding corn with a mortar and pestle to make grits for sofkee, which is a bland corn soup.  It is a favorite hot drink of Florida natives.  Behind here are the chickees, built of cypress logs and palm thatching.  They were designed to let the breezes blow through them and had mosquito netting.  They had roof rafters for storage.  Everyone shared the cooking chickee, and the fire never went out.

These Seminole Indians were not native Floridians, but drifted southward from Alabama and Georgia.

The word "Istokpoga" means "many men died here".  The mystery of the lake's history includes stories of dangerous whirlpools where people drowned.  These stories also include the legend of the shaman who magically "fixed" the whirlpools to make the lake safer.

As promised, I am also including a few shots of the lake as it was the day we visited in January.  It is truly beautiful, and I enjoy going nearly every time we go to Florida!

Linking to Monday Murals.  If you enjoy seeing murals from around the world, be sure to visit by clicking on the link above.

Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy, holy, holy!  Lord God Almighty!

Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee.

Holy, holy, holy!  Merciful and mighty,

God in three persons, blessed Trinity!

Window in Kylemore Abbey Church, Connemara, Ireland

Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore thee,

casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Irish Crown - Dublin Palace


cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee,


which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be.


Holy Trinity Church, Westport, Ireland

Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!

All thy works shall praise thy name, in earth and sky and sea.

Holy, holy, holy!  Merciful and mighty,
God in three persons, blessed Trinity.

 

May your heart always look to the holiest places.

Linking to Spiritual Sundays.

Foxy!

This strange looking critter is a bat-eared fox, a native of Africa, currently a resident of the St. Louis Zoo.  This fox is an insectivore, using his large ears to locate his prey.  Over 80% of his diet is the harvester termite.  If those are not available, he will consume other kinds of termites, and have even been known to eat ants, beetles, crickets, and other insects.  He is also occasionally called a cape fox and a black-eared fox.

Even though I hate seeing animals out of their natural habitat, I am grateful for the opportunity to see animals I would never see otherwise.

Linking to Camera Critters.

And a Fence Separates Them...

Last Saturday, we attended a picnic with our youngest grandson.  The location was a rural campground in the area, which has a riding stable on the grounds.  Of course, the little one wanted to see the horses...and as luck would have it, the horses were contained within a fence!  (I know, I had fences and horses last week too!)  Aren't I the lucky one?

Hi there!  

Pleased to meet you, Mr. Horse!

I bet he thinks I have something to eat!

Be sure to visit other fence entries at Friday's Fences

Somewhere Over the Rainbow

Today, I am honored to be guest posting for Sharon, at Faith, Hope & Cherrytea.  I offer my Thursday Theme Song for your enjoyment.




Somewhere over the rainbow

Way up high,
There's a land that I heard of

Once in a lullaby.


Somewhere over the rainbow

Skies are blue,

And the dreams that you dare to dream

Really do come true.


Someday I'll wish upon a star

And wake up where the clouds are far

Behind me.

Where troubles melt like lemon drops

Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow

Bluebirds fly.

Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can't I?

If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow

Why, oh why can't I?

Linking to Thursday Theme Song.