first Sunday of Advent


Joey tells me that there are no more monarch butterflies

and that what we see are painted lady butterflies

which look almost exactly the same

since I can't tell the difference I am holding out hope

that somewhere in the world there are monarchs

flying about the milk weed

I hope for a world torn apart

I hope for a small babies lost heartbeat

I hope for my beautiful daughters

I hope for all the children of the world

and for all us


  1. Beautiful photo, tender thoughts. Joining you in this deeply held HOPE.

  2. Beautifully said
    Clare x

  3. It's the season of home, wonder and miracles, and through that strength can come into our lives.

    Mersad Donko Photography

  4. Beautiful. Amen all around.

  5. Hope. Yes. Without it, where would we be?

    Embracing hope, embracing faith, embracing love. That's who I want to be.

  6. Oh, Lord, let us never lose our monarchs!

  7. Beautiful, without hope what would we be?


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