Laveda D. Rockford

  Pink roses gradually fading to clear white in the light of a new day is what I am highlighting for you today. It is a small portion of my new painting. It is unfinished but I really like it so far. I would love to know what you think about it. I know that some of you are going through difficult situations and I want you to know that I am praying for all of you.  May God bless you and keep you healthy and safe. Love always, Laveda D. Rockford 

  Light, Beauty, Strength of Time   This bright sunshiny day brings beautiful sights during times of suffering. Why, you ask, can this be? It is a day of blessing among sorrow. The clematis with its soft unfurling petals soften the corner of the patio seeking sunlit days while filling what would be a rather lonely white lattice. It fills my heart with beauty, softness, and the knowledge that hope leads us on during times of uncertainty. Just a few weeks ago I was not certain if I would see this beautiful clematis bloom but here it is giving me encouragement through the season that I have been in. I will bloom, someday, metaphorically speaking. Then there is this, the non-fading red rose, Tiamo, carrying the scent of old-fashioned roses whose beauty is so understated until you get close and see its fashionable setting. What a glorious sight of this single rose. All of these flowers open the wedding season, which I was invited to one but was not able to attend but I ga...

  My third book is going to be exciting.  In The Case of the War  Princess, the FBI contact Wade about a case that they do not want to get involved with. A Princess was kidnapped and it would lead them in directions that would not be helpful at this time. After Wade speaks to the team, GIWADE accepts the assignment that will send them across the world. Quote:  Everyone in the room got up and walked out to get ready for this assignment. Gina, Wade, and Grace were the only ones left to man the phones and plan their trip. Silence and a feeling of peace were in the atmosphere giving them the courage that they needed to continue on. What a wonderful feeling when peace envelops you during the unknown. That can only come from God. Praise be to God that He is here. A Christian, mystery, crime drama. 

  The Breath of Gold In the land of glorious conifers, there are a few conifers with this special feature. God created this feature with His royal breath representing the gold color of the heavenly realm. The LORD my GOD sent this painting into my mind, and I must paint what He sends me. I saw it in my mind and painted it in one single day. I had a few touch-ups to do afterward to keep the clear, yet vision version of this painting.                 Isaiah 13:12                                  I will make humans rarer than gold, scarcer than Ofir’s (Ophir’s) pure gold.                 Revelations 21:21                   ...

  Mitten According To Mr. Kinder PART THREE: Short story by Laveda D. Rockford   Mr. Kinder watched them through his upstairs bedroom window. A smile, a laugh, and even a tear slipped from his eye watching this little boy with his mother enjoying the sunny late afternoon. Laughter when clods of earth flew once freed from the lawn to hit Mitt’s mother on the top of her head bouncing off and rolling to hide among the grass mounds around her. A tear slipped from his eye when Mitt’s mother decided to join him instead of the scolding that Mr. Kinder was sure to come.   Mr. Kinder decided to ask them over for dinner, thinking that Mitt’s mother had not had time to make it.   They arrived for dinner and Mitt told Mr. Kinder about his own story of finding treasure. Someone had lost a bottle cap from a soda. What a treasure it was for Mitt to have found the pop-bottle-cap.   It was a wonderful first meeting between Mr. Kinder and Mitt’s mother. Mr. Kin...

Laveda D. Rockford oil on canvas painting unfinished work in progress Mitten According to Mr. Kinder  PART TWO short story by Laveda D, Rockford continued: Mr. Kinder contacted a private investigator and asked him if he could find out how much his neighbors had saved for their future. Because of Mitt’s medical issues and special needs, his mother had not been able to save much. Mitt, on the other hand, thought that they were saving enough to buy a house very soon. There was one thing that made him sad. What if they found a house and it was far away from his one and only friend Mr. Kinder? Mr. Kinder was the glue that held his otherwise solitary life together. No friends to play with, no dad, just his mother. He loved his mother very much, but he needed Mr. Kinder, the male figure he so longed for in his life. Mitt could talk to Mr. Kinder about boy things and the concern that he had for his mother. And the adventurous stories that Mr. Kinder told him about allowed him to expe...