Molly's Country Memories

Molly's Country Memories

The memories and happening in the everyday life of a country girl

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Shadow Shot Sunday

It's time again for Shadow Shot Sunday over at Hey Harriets, to check out the other great shots click here
 Today I'd like to share a few shots I made on my patio awhile back when the sun was so hot and so very bright, that every little creature was hunting a shadow or shade to protect it..

 I love the shadow that this cute little table cast, the lattice work is so pretty and enjoyable to look at...we could say as my Momma used to, "it's pleasing to the eye" but not much protection from the glare of the sun...
 This little water can is also pleasing to the eye and cast a little more shadow than the table......the sun was so bright that every little blade of grass or little stem from the grass seed was casting a shadow...
This shadow of me is alot larger and more solid than the other two and provides more shade from the heat and light.
I was hit by the fact that our lives are like the shadows, we can provide comfort and shade for those who are struggling in the heat and sins of the world....does your life (shadow) provide solid comfort and relief for those in need or is it like the table pleasing to the eye but empty inside or like the watering can, solid but really too small to help much at all.
Those who live in the shelter of the Most High will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty. Ps 91:1


  1. A sermon in a shadow---Molly, you're just the best teacher! I love the simple, gentle messages you think of, and I think they're more long-lasting and resounding than a shout from a pulpit.

    Thank you---I'll work more on being shade and comfort.

  2. Molly, I was so touched by your words that I linked this post at Lawn Tea just now.

  3. Lovely photos. I love the middle one of the watering can. Your words too.

  4. Rough day today Molly - I don't think I saw my shadow...


  5. Gorgeous shots!

    My shadow shot, please come by when you have a chance.


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