Father’s Day

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Father’s day always brings memories of my dad, who I always referred to as Pop! He was a caring and compassionate person who showed love not only to his family, but to everyone he met. He died at the age of seventy, back before heart bypass surgery was happening. Although it has been so many years, I still miss him.

Father, Dad, or Pop…
A wonderful man to me
Agape Love shown


Photo: Dwight L. Roth




When Trees Are Gone

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With the economy booming in our area, more and more trees are being cleared to make room for new housing developments. There is no attempt to save the existing trees. Everything is stripped to bare ground, ground up and hauled away. Giant machines turn fifty year old trees into wood chips in a matter of minutes.

What happens when we remove so many trees from our environment? Wildlife gets condensed into smaller and smaller areas. Birds lose their annual nesting locations, and more and more deer are killed by the on slot of cars brought on by development. There appears to be little or no effort to create better highways to accomodate the increased vehicles. We wonder why climate change is bringing warmer weather. Could it be that we take little thought for the tree we are so eager to discard.

Trees cry tears and leaves

Chipper turns years into chips

Earth struggles to breathe

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

This post was inspired by one done by Kym Gordon Moore discussing the same subject.



Plastic Earth

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“Where were you when the earth was plastic?” This is what God asked Job, in answer to Job’s complaint about his woes and sorrow. Obviously this is more of a paraphrase than a quote. I love to think about the time when the earth was in its formative years. The beauty of geological time is written in the rock layers all around us. I can’t imagine the tremendous forces that lifted and bent these rocks. Once mud on the ocean floor, these rocks are now part of the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina. Fossils tell of a very different time. I have broken open rocks and found perfect fossils in them. I have cracked geodes open to find amethyst crystals that grew as lava cooled millions of years ago. So when you complain about your situations in life, I ask, “Where were you when the earth was plastic?”

Read writing in rocks

Recognize we are but dust

Gives life perspective


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Photos: Dwight L. Roth – taken at the Linville Falls in the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina

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Fuzzy Duckies

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A few years ago we visited my wife’s parents in Edmonton, Alberta. At the condo where they lived was a beautiful pond surrounded by a green grassy lawn. It was home to ducks and a Jack Rabbit who loved the fresh green grass. It was wonderful to see a mother duck with her nine little ducklings swimming in the pond.

Spring ducklings swimming

Follow mama round the pond

Jack Rabbit nibbles


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Photos: Dwight L. Roth


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Memorial Day brings back memories of all those loved ones who have passed on.  Hopefully memories are good ones that can be recalled with warm feelings. My mother loved our boys and enjoyed being a part of their life. My father died at age 70, but she live on to be 93. She enjoyed watching them grow and seeing them become parents to her great grandchildren. We look back with fond memories of those days.

Memorial Day brings

memories of lost loved ones.

Always in our hearts


Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Patriotic Pride

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On a trip to Myrtle Beach, we saw this truck parked on a corner, in front of a motel where everyone would see. The U.S. Army flag was kept unfurled with a rod. Many returning Veterans wanted all to know that though they came back home, some of their fellow soldiers did not survive. Patriotism and Pride runs deep this Memorial Day.

Band of Brothers’ bond

runs deep, remembering those

flag covered coffins


Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Beach Weekend

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People in the United States look forward to the long Memorial Day weekend. Lovers of sun and surf fill the motels, injecting the local economies with much needed cash input! As the sun goes down the beaches gradually empty, restaurants fill with hungry beach-goers, and walkers enjoy the cool of the evening. Lights blink on as the sky turns orange.  Everyone will sleep well!

Memorial Day sun

drops below the horizon.

Ocean mirror shines


Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Searching for Bigfoot

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The interest in Bigfoot has been talked about for years. Some even go into the mountains looking for this hairy half -man giant. I guess it is sort of like trying to get a glimpse of the Loch Ness Monster! It seems we humans are always intrigued by what we can never discover!  Last Summer, I saw Big Foot at Dunroven Country Store in the Sand Hills of North Carolina. It was one of the items they had for sale, as you can see by the tag on his wrist. People are still searching!


Drives people to search in vain

Bigfoot’s elusive


Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Less is More

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My friend Vera from Barbados asked me to paint her a large tropical sunset for her bedroom wall. Her walls are a light shade of lavender so she wanted a lot of purple in the painting. The first painting I tried did not come together. It was over painted and turned into a jungle. So I took it off and started with a fresh canvas.

This time I went back to Bob Ross principles of painting. I put the colors in the sky and ocean and waited for the colors to set in a little, then used cream latex paint to blend all the colors using a wide sponge brush. I left it  dry a day.

Some artists don’t like their customer to see their work until it is finished, but the next day Vera came by and saw what I was doing. I told her I was going to go back and add more definition and some more color to the sky and ocean, but she said, “No, I like it just the way it is. Just add in the palm branches and some flower on the other side.” So I did, and it came out just the way she wanted! She was happy and I learned that sometimes less is more when it comes to painting!

Barbados sunset

Purple hues on the water

Sometimes less is more


Painting: Dwight L. Roth

30 x 48

Remembering Mom

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Mom passed away in 2007 at the age of 93. She was one of a kind, caring and compassionate, with a love that went beyond herself to those around her. Her life was spent in service to her family, her husband, and others.  She was strong and enduring, with a will to find meaning and purpose up to the end. She took time to read to us when we were young. Her faith in God went very deep and she shared that with everyone she met. She was a preacher’s wife who worked hard to bring the love of God to others.

Mom // strength of mountains

Caring love brings ebb and flow

Compassion for all


Photo: Dwight L. Roth