it is good to take pause when and where we can, and to understand this world from the perspective of mountains, where the long view is the only view that counts
I plan on approaching this long weekend as a pilgrimage of sorts. I will actively look for the presence of God along the way.
The mansion carries itself with a consummate dignity, an elderly, venerable gravitas that speaks of both a past and a future.
then – icing on the cake – Vivian Howard herself stopped by our table for a welcome and a chat.
Understatement of the millennia, Hebrew poet who penned The Creation Story; it should be more like “God checked out God’s creation work and – BAM! – it was beyond spectacular!”
If you enjoy photography then this is the post for you. Yesterday I featured our granddaughter’s fifth birthday (Letter to
Stretching from the Appalachian Mountains in the west, through the Piedmont, across the Sand Hills and the Coastal Plains, then all the way to the Outer Banks, North Carolina offers a little of everything and a lot to explore…
God, I’ve heard tell, keeps a cabin in the mountains of North Carolina. Yesterday God must have been out hiking too, because we met right there at the top of Mt. Jefferson.
North Carolina is an amazingly beautiful state, from the Appalachian Mountains, through the Piedmont, the Coastal Region, and to the Outer Banks. Little by little, we’re exploring its wide variety and the phenomenal resource of its natural spaces.