by bethwestcott | Sep 14, 2026 | nature, Seasons of life, the writing life, Thoughts
DRY SEASON Have you ever experienced dry seasons in your life? A desert receives little rain and produces little vegetation because it’s dry. The past year has been a dry season for me as a writer. Inspiration has been difficult to come by, and words don’t flow on the...
by bethwestcott | Mar 28, 2026 | nature, Poem, seasonal thoughts, spiritual renewal, Spring
Renaissance The soft spring air, the gentle breezes, The scent of damp earth and newly-mown grasses, The glimmering lake, diamond-sparkling water Reflecting blue sky, budding trees on the shore. The worms and ants and grubs in the earth Wriggle and scurry and squirm...
by bethwestcott | Oct 14, 2025 | Autumn, Heart's Desire, Her Heart's Longing, images of fall, Meadow Song, Memories, nature, seasonal thoughts
AUTUMN MEMORIES My family didn’t go on “leaf peeping” trips in the fall because beautifully-colored leaves were part of our neighborhood. We lived on a small farm and kept animals, my brothers and sister and I had school, and my dad’s job didn’t allow him to take the...
by bethwestcott | Mar 3, 2025 | birds, Book recommendation, nature, Nature and Creation
Where are the birds? I enjoy watching wild birds at the bird feeders during winter. I think my favorites are black-capped chickadees. They’re cute and friendlier than many of the other species that visit my yard. When I fill the feeder, it’s not unusual to hear a...
by bethwestcott | Apr 27, 2024 | Flowers, nature, Nature and Creation, Thoughts
My Father’s World Summer, fall, and winter each have their own attractions, but spring is my favorite season. Nature comes alive with color and new life after the cold and drabness of winter. Pesky bugs aren’t active yet, and birdsong fills the air. It’s time to...
by bethwestcott | Oct 5, 2022 | Autumn, images of fall, nature, Poem
AUTUMN POEM When songbirds flock together, Preparing for southward flight, And shorter days spread darkness Into longer nights, The wind blows pinecones from the trees While acorns plunk to earth, And frisky squirrels hop to and fro Hoarding food for winter’s dearth....
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