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A sense of proportion is essential if we are to maintain our wits in this Ferris Wheel, Alice in Wonderland, upside-down world where “topsy-tervyness” is such a standard that it wants to take on the color of normal, and wants to claim itself as the touchstone by which every action is measured. Those of us who are still hanging on to good sense must keep these dire developments in perspective, else we become so agitated that we serve no positive purpose.

A good way to do so is to step outside and notice that God does not appear to be in any kind of trouble! And since we have cast our lot with Him, that is a good thing–a very good thing. The sky that clears after a brutal storm is still that rare, clear blue; ducks still design their cool formation and soar about in the far reaches over our heads; the scent of cedar in the wet woods is as pungent as ever. Steep hills are still steep and the downslopes as welcome as ever. Fishers still think there are fish in the deep frigid water and that if they have the right sized hook and their bait is smelly enough, they might take home supper.

Last week our temperatures dropped so that the red line across our thermometer that hangs outside the kitchen window dipped into the 20s, then came rain and Jerry turned off the sprinklers, and we put away the cushions that pad the outdoor swings and chairs and we gathered in magazines off the tables. On Saturday, Jerry and I walked by the lake, and as I often do, so that people are probably sick of hearing me say it, I said again, “This is the most magnificent place. Can’t believe I live here.”

“Turn here, Jerry,” I said on our way home, and he did, and after a few twists and turns into a steep canyon, we found these.

Perspective? Sense of proportion? Easy to maintain as we gape at aged carriages and awkward repairs, and frayed tires and old boards that serve to show off a row of apples. Wasted apples lay on the ground, their red color a flare among the brown grass and leaves of autumn gold and brown and yellow. Some had rotted, for no one came to the harvest, but there was a kind of beauty there, for the decay is honest and the eternal promise of spring and more little apples and apple trees and limbs and a nest for the robins.

Robert Browning got it right long ago:

The year’s at the spring,
And day’s at the morn;
Morning’s at seven;
The hill-side’s dew-pearl’d;
The lark’s on the wing;
The snail’s on the thorn;
God’s in His heaven—
All’s right with the world!

“Is that rain again?” Jerry looked up from the newspaper.

It was evening now, the drapes were closed “Sounds like it,” I said and then pulled open the drapes and stepped to the front deck. “Snow! It’s snowing.” The snow sizzled. The wind blew. Normal. Right.

By Shirley Buxton

Still full of life and ready to be on the move, Shirley at 84 years old feels blessed to have lots of energy and to be full of optimism. She was married to Jerry for 63 years, and grieves yet at his death in August of 2019. They have 4 children, 13 grandchildren and 11 great-grandchildren...all beautiful and highly intelligent--of course. :)

4 replies on “Perspective”

I feel the same as Charlotte. Reading this post made me feel peaceful and happy inside. 🙂 Please never stop writing. You are being used by God. I love and appreciate you.

I was thinking of you two and how excited you must be getting thinking about your family coming for the holidays. 🙂


Thank you, Sister Buxton, for this beautiful post! Your writing brings a sense of peace to me! I love reading your works! Keep up the good work. We need you. Love you!

Thank you so very much. Love you, too!


Love it, can’t wait to see it!

Love YOU! Can’t wait to see YOU!

I’m going to run by this afternoon and check out the light. See you tomorrow.


I love how you write and your photography is equally amazing!

Thank you Heidi. What’s going on with you and your hubby? Still traveling? Where?

Love and blessings…….


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