A wise old owl sat on an oak; The more he saw the less he spoke; The less he spoke the more he heard; Why aren’t we like that wise old bird? ~author unknown~ This beautiful owl has taken up residence in the bushes in our front yard. He/she has been there since D came home from the hospital. It’s a blessing to have this lovely creature available to watch. It’s a constant reminder to me that the Lord provides for us in many different ways. When I see an owl, I think of wisdom and deep thinking and being…
A Wise Old Owl
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