Jigsaw puzzle for free online for adults and kids of trees turned red, yellow, and orange for Autumn. A road curves around the trees while the first winter snow is slowly melting.
I noticed that the puzzle gets a bit edgy if I don't choose "all pieces". With all those trees, it would be a good place to have a road-eo. I should be a-shade of myself for using puns so much. I also saw the snow on the ground, if you get my drift.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives the passion that she shows. The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years. Audrey Hepburn"
Beauty is whatever gives joy. Edna St. Vincent Millay
It has been a lovely day, and I thank my Father for making it so. Hugs.
Beauty can also be in your actions. A deed performed kindly and quietly is much more beautiful than one, when completed, that is announced from the rooftop!
aussiesapphire
Oct 5, 2016
I agree, I have some friends who always give without announcing it to the world. I wrote a poem about them called "The Royal Bin"
THE ROYAL BIN
When I went to glory
I was in for a big surprise
A most amazing sight
Was there before my eyes!
There were many, many rows
Of what seemed to look like bins
Each one labelled clearly
With names as neat as pins.
The angel who was leading
Saw the surprise upon my face
As I saw so many familiar names
Which upon those bins did grace.
Each bin was translucent
You could see what was inside
Some were filled to overflowing
The lids were open wide.
Others were only half-way filled
Some were empty and seemed forlorn
They seemed to be crying quietly
As for a loved one they did mourn.
The angel led me slowly along
And when he saw my puzzled look
He began to explain those bins
As gently my hand, he took.
"You see these are the royal bins
When for God good deeds you've done
That only He knows about
He's put packages in one by one.
It's important to do things in His Name
And expect no earthly reward
God puts each one that you do
Into the royal bin to be stored.
There are many who do good deeds
And tell all who come their way
They get a pat on the back
From man they receive their pay."
So next when you do a good deed
Do it quietly - don't make a din
Then it will be stored up for you
In that wonderful Royal Bin!
(Dedicated to John and Vera whose bins must be overflowing)
Hazel (c) Poem No 224 - 28 June 1986
JoyceRogers
Oct 5, 2016
Thank you once again Aussie for your poetry...they always tug at my heart-strings!
aknan
Oct 5, 2016
Aussie, I remember that poem - you sent it to me once before and I still love it. Such a beautiful mind movie you've created!
aussiesapphire
Oct 6, 2016
Hi Joyce, so glad you enjoyed the poem.
aussiesapphire
Oct 6, 2016
Hi aknan, hope all is well with you. I was just watching a re-run of Matlock, love that show, and was nodding off, so thought I would check into C4J and then have a catnap. Hugs.
First glance at the title I read it to say "road TO autumn" and thought :what a beautiful drive such a road would be." And off into the sunset we would go.
God bless you as many of us are well on our way down the road in the autumn of our lives. I hope the road you are on is as beautiful as this one.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives the passion that she shows. The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years. Audrey Hepburn"
Beauty is whatever gives joy. Edna St. Vincent Millay
It has been a lovely day, and I thank my Father for making it so. Hugs.
THE ROYAL BIN
When I went to glory
I was in for a big surprise
A most amazing sight
Was there before my eyes!
There were many, many rows
Of what seemed to look like bins
Each one labelled clearly
With names as neat as pins.
The angel who was leading
Saw the surprise upon my face
As I saw so many familiar names
Which upon those bins did grace.
Each bin was translucent
You could see what was inside
Some were filled to overflowing
The lids were open wide.
Others were only half-way filled
Some were empty and seemed forlorn
They seemed to be crying quietly
As for a loved one they did mourn.
The angel led me slowly along
And when he saw my puzzled look
He began to explain those bins
As gently my hand, he took.
"You see these are the royal bins
When for God good deeds you've done
That only He knows about
He's put packages in one by one.
It's important to do things in His Name
And expect no earthly reward
God puts each one that you do
Into the royal bin to be stored.
There are many who do good deeds
And tell all who come their way
They get a pat on the back
From man they receive their pay."
So next when you do a good deed
Do it quietly - don't make a din
Then it will be stored up for you
In that wonderful Royal Bin!
(Dedicated to John and Vera whose bins must be overflowing)
Hazel (c) Poem No 224 - 28 June 1986
God bless you as many of us are well on our way down the road in the autumn of our lives. I hope the road you are on is as beautiful as this one.