Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Creek sa Rising

With thunder so far in the distance that the computer never winked and the satellite TV never stuttered, it frog-strangle rained for I don't know how long with just me and dogs here at home.

After it was over, I went out to feed the cats and found mist tiptoeing up the holler (that's Ozark for hollow). In the distance, the Gasconade River was traceable by its little snake of fog and down at the bottom of the drop off in back of our house the mostly dry-bed creek was running so hard it sounded like the ocean. All that water will make it into Springcreek and then all that water will make it into the Gasconade. By morning, some cows will be standing in it all cool and still as cucumbers

It was pretty near dark when I took these pictures. Dogs were barking at the neighbors like they do almost 100% of the time but they live all the way across the woods - about half mile or more the way the bluebird flies. Couldn't hear a whippoorwill yet but I bet I can now and some kind of frogs that sing almost all night long every night unless its too chilly for them

Time to settle down and turn off this America's Next Top Model rerun and listen to whatever I can hear. Time to hear those words: "what am I doing here

The LORD said, "Go out and stand on the mountain in the
presence of the LORD, for the LORD is about to pass by."

Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart
and shattered the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind.

After the wind there was an earthquake, but the LORD was
not in the earthquake.

After the earthquake came a fire, but the LORD was not in
the fire.

And after the fire came a gentle

When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face
and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave.

Then a voice said to him, "What are you doing here,
Elijah?" I Kings 19:11-13

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