Healing Through Pictures

A Healing Journey Through PTSD, Anxiety, and Depression One Picture At A Time

Archive for the month “September, 2013”

Old Mother Hubbard

I can see why Old Mother Hubbard would have been frightened if this creature would have sat down beside her. Now can anyone identify this spider for me? It’s web was quite large, and went from the ground up to the Magnolia tree in I believe tree points of connections.

I took pictures of both sides.

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If you know what it is please let me know. It is very sci-fi looking.

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Strike A Pose

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The squirrels are becoming some of my favorite models. I love their cute poses and silly facial expressions.

Another One Of Nature’s Gifts

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With all of the shots of nature that I take you would think that I live out in the country on a farm with woods surrounding me, not even close. I am very blessed that my parents have always been Mr. and Mrs. DoLittle. Nature, except snakes, have always been welcomed and found safe a safe haven in our yard.

Thinking of Daddy’s Dr. DoLittle qualities, when we were young, my Daddy taught one of our dogs to play baseball. He watches Westerns with his Chihuahua Heidi now, and he will pretend shoot her with his finger “POW” and she will dramatically roll over and play dead.

They both taught me to love and respect Heavenly Father’s treaures.

If I Am Really Still

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I walked over where we put Tender’s corn on Saturday, and when I looked up I saw this cute guy enjoying a kernel on the pecan tree. His coat made him almost camouflaged. Quite a stealthy little guy.

Personal Space

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I do not mind sharing my space with this cute boy.

Guard Frog

I posted this on my other blog. Love this big guy.

Reclaiming My Narnia

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This guy is growing, emphasis on growing, into an awesome guard frog. He is HUGE, looks like a mutant when next to his froggy pals. That is a watering bucket outside my door that he was proudly perched on when we came home last night.

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