photos from a good fall weekend here in North Carolina
Open windows, fresh air streaming in, the promise of a few cool months ahead. Ahhhh, this is so good.
Okay, folks, here we go. This is essentially a PSA (Public Service Announcement). This recipe is too good and too simple not to share.
Once we’re an official Natural Area I can just let things go. It wouldn’t really be any different from now except without the guilt.
Happy birthday, mum! I’d say it’s worthboth of you hanging around to see what 91 and 88 look like.
I love the Lord because he hears my voice and my prayer for mercy. Because he bends down to listen, I will
Wow! My dad’s 90th birthday went off beautifully. What a great celebration of faith and family and life. Essentially, today’s
Stopping to smell the roses is just the beginning – try watching the hawks one day.
“Happiest of birthdays, Rebekah. May you continue to live as a beacon of light and hope and peace and promise.”
Summer rains remind me of God’s Spirit: washing, animating, restoring, renewing, baptizing, nourishing, blowing, cleansing, reinvigorating, refreshing.