If you have used my animal photo album for The Burgess Animal Book for Children mentioned in an earlier post, you may have noticed that some of the pictures were very low resolution and you could not print them well. This is because I never tried to print them myself; I just viewed them on the computer with my children while reading each chapter. My daughter went ahead and switched out all the low resolution pics for higher ones this week. So now they should all make fairly decent photo prints, although they won't be pristine, for those interested in adding illustrations to this wonderful free online nature book.
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Collected Poems written by Charlotte Mason graduate Bryana Johnson Now available in paperback and KINDLE
"This collection is a feast, and it goes to show that although God said 'not many wise are called,' a few do get through."
- Andrée Seu Peterson, Senior Writer, WORLD Magazine
"Bryana Johnson's first collection of poetry establishes her as a Christian poet who communicates the gutsy, bleeding beat of life and death...restoring our confidence that there are poets who labor over the word, and who have something to say that the world needs to hear."
- Nathan Harms, Director, Utmost Christian Writers Foundation
"These poems are works of elegance...In a voice both compassionate and compelling, Bryana presents her readers with works that examine what it means to be human and how our very faults and foibles can, in the end, become instruments of grace."
- Wendy Galgan, editor of Assisi
“Then he breathed upon me and took away the trembling from my limbs and caused me to stand upon my feet. And after that, he said not much, but that we should meet again, and I must go further up and further in. Then he turned him about in a storm and flurry of gold and was gone suddenly.
And since then, O Kings and Ladies, I have been wandering to find him and my happiness is so great that it even weakens me like a wound. And this is the marvel of marvels, that he called me Beloved, me who am but as a dog-”
The Last Battle, C.S. Lewis