The block to friendship is sometimes of our own making. Don’t let the fences that are there get in the way. You can reach over. Blessings, Lisa
Thank you, little Donegal pony, for coming across the field to see us.


The block to friendship is sometimes of our own making. Don’t let the fences that are there get in the way. You can reach over. Blessings, Lisa
Thank you, little Donegal pony, for coming across the field to see us.



Sheep on Far Right: You know that your position is precarious?
Sheep Eating on Said Slope: (talking with mouth full) But this grass is the BEST!
Sheep on Far Right: You could fall in the water.
Sheep Eating: (still with mouth full of delicious grass) If I do, I will stand up, shake off, and climb up. Problem solved.
I avoid things sometimes out of fear. Fear of falling, fear of failure, fear of many things. But think of the things I have missed along the way. “God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.” (2 Timothy 1:7)
Blessings to you today, Lisa

I don’t know the real name of this hill, but Grandfather Hill seems to suit it. Wise, overlooking, steady, mature. I feel kindly towards this hill.
The naming of inanimate objects continues….I fear that I will not recover from this particular malady. 😉 Slainte, Lisa
P.S. The hill is located near the Giant’s Causeway in Northern Ireland, if anyone knows its proper name.

Past the dizzying descent
Past unmovable rocks
The water flows freely
(Lisa Lyons, 2015)

….the big sheep breakout.
Tuesday, November 24, 2015….another day God has given us to live and love and laugh. And I’m so glad of it. Slainte, Lisa