“My feet are planted in the waist-high reeds
In the shadows in the shape of trees
Through the kingdom’s smoky leaves
You’d be laughing too if you could see
On the outskirts long and lean
Not baring gifts on a jet black steed
Spent the whole weekend loving on my children and thinking about the great people God made them to be. Thought I would share.
Our refrigerator used to be covered with drawings of cats. The last few years it’s been all dragons and knights and such. For now anyway. I’ve had someone’s drawings on…
I’m back from an East Texas Pineywood campout and my memory card is full of pretty. If our packing and planning lack focus (and they do; we literally throw things…
This is something I’ve been wanting to try for a while but never could warp a record I bought at Goodwill. Even the stinkers are fun. But, I went shopping…
Sequoia is the forest of my dreams. I’d read about The Big Woods and the Light in the Forest as a girl, but the only image I could contribute was…
