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I ate our first fig of the season. Yes, I offered it to Sir Clinton, but he declined. However, he does remember eating figs from his early childhood home in Enterprise, Alabama. 

After reading about the whole fig wasp ... or no eatable figs, I wasn't sure! But, it was delicious, and no wasp was left inside. Thank you to the fig wasp for sacrificing for the figs!

Luke 21:29-31, And he told them a parable: "Look at the fig tree and all the trees. As soon as they come out in leaf, you see for yourselves and know that the summer is already near. So also, when you see these things taking place, you know that the kingdom of God is near.

Every day with Jesus is sweeter than the day before!


Fig wasp

Fig wasp





The National Suicide Lifeline number 9-8-8 is live. Please, help share the message. If you need help with the demons in your mind which tell you that your life does not matter ... it does! You are worthy, and there is help to direct you out of the pit of despair. Call for help!!!


Phyllis - art header (copy 1)


"Gold" Friends


Make new friends, but keep the old, one is silver & the other gold. Today I popped into the Fieldhouse Deli to dine. In line, I thought, the backs of the people in front of me looked familiar. It was "gold" friends, Barbara & Randy Kizer. They were some of our bestest friends from when our kids were young.  They had been in Tulia doing the music for a senior citizen fun, and stopped in to eat!

I got to enjoy lunch with them. It was nice to see them!!!









From a very early age, I grew up alone. When I was in school, I would walk home and stay alone until my parents got home from work. Then, when it was summer, I would either stay home all day by myself or go to my grandparent's house. If I stayed home, I often went to the Plainview Country Club pool with neighborhood friends. The PCC was about four blocks from where we lived. As I think back, I am thankful for neighborhood friends. We spent tons of hours together. Marie and Delmar Duncan were like second parents to me. Debby Duncan Ketchersid and I played, fought, and loved like sisters. We are still friends today. I cherish that.

Outside of seeing neighborhood, girl scout, and church friends, I spent a considerable amount of time alone. I can play, but I must recharge so that I don't shut down. Each day after going to school or playing with friends, I remember dinner with my parents, and how I would escape to my bedroom and shut the door afterward. I did not know at the time why I did this; It was just what I had to do to survive, or maybe allow my parents to survive. I can't ask them now; I have so many questions for them since I finally understand my wiring.

I still need lots of recharge time. When I don't get it, there is a door in my brain that shuts down until I do. I don't know a better way to describe it. My recall is scanty, at best and when I have not allowed myself this alone time of recharge, it is very bad.

I like alone, but in my heart, I want to know I'm included. I tend to shy away from large groups because I don't get the why of it all. I don't understand the "play" I'm supposed to be in, yet I often find myself there. It is awkward, and in my mind, I am trying to figure out the stage, the lines, the costume, and the etiquette, all without a dress rehearsal.

I have learned and continue to learn from others how to fit in socially. Of course, I always go through the mental obstacle course with every encounter, every single day, but having a clearer understanding of why I do what I do, or feel how I feel, has cleared a pathway for loving myself because He first loved me. He created me and revealed my exceptionality according to his time and purpose. I am the clay, he is the potter, and I want to be molded for his glory.

All this to say that I understand that you may not get me, but if God places you in my life, it is a Holy encounter to me and the love runs deep.

Have a beautiful week. Encourage and be encouraged!






If anything comes from me taking so many photos, I pray it is threefold...

  1. That God will always bless my eyes to see His beauty
  2. That you, my friends, are blessed through His beauty, too
  3. That you are inspired to be still and see, snap what He blesses your eyes to see, and that you share, so others are also blessed!


May the goodness of God shine through Believers today as we love as his.




Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace. There is one body and one Spirit, just as you were called to one hope when you were called; one Lord, one faith, one baptism; one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all.   Ephesians 4:3-5




I talk about friends from time to time. My definition of a friend may be similar to most, but with Asperger's wiring, social friends are an area with which I am super awkward. Friends to me are those who God has woven into my life with soul connectivity for eternity. There is a divine purpose for ministry; give and take, as directed.

I have mentioned the HSN (Holy Spirit Nudge) of stepping out of my comfort zone and getting photos of those God consistently uses to encourage me and others with me in the picture.

I am sporting my Western Bank (I love that "W" for Wall & Western Bank) cap from Frances. She builds me up to be a better person!!!