Wednesday, January 28, 2015

The Open Gate: Wordless Wednesday

There's a windmill in a pasture across from what we call the "round top." We have cows at the round top in the winter, a maternity ward of bovines awaiting their new arrivals.

We don't own or rent the windmill pasture across the road. But the windmill is in the perfect place to use as a silhouette for sunrises in the eastern sky.  (My blog header photo this month was taken at the same location.)

I made the two-mile drive on a morning last week. Usually, the gate is closed, and I've used the zoom to bring the windmill closer.

But on this morning, the gate was open. So I invited myself in.
As I walked up the path, I noticed the light pillar in the sunrise sky. Frost-covered grasses crunched beneath my feet, and my breath was like vapor in the crisp morning air. The morning sky was like a shape-shifter, changing moment by moment as the sun attempted to break through the clouds.

God opens the gate to beautiful days. And I am thankful.
The windmill in the light pillar
3 When I consider your heavens,
    the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
    which you have set in place,
what is mankind that you are mindful of them,
    human beings that you care for them? ...
Lord, our Lord,
    how majestic is your name in all the earth!
Psalm 8:  3-4, 9


  1. Beautiful photos with amazing colours. I love sunrises! And with your windmill silhouette - perfect!

    1. Thanks, Lynda! We definitely share the love of beautiful skies!

  2. How pretty. The first picture looks so peaceful and quiet.