And who can resist when the wind knocks the dead breath of winter out of you? There are puddles to disperse and birdhouses to construct.
To write: I was here and it was good.
The two of us go to the Word together this morning...wherever two meet in His name.
Mom. She teaches me.
A replica of the birdhouse Nora built outside.
What the garden is now. A boot in deadwood. What some backyards look like.
Mending on the front porch. One of the more peace-inducing activities in the world.
I love her.
Zucchini bread sandwiches with cream cheese frosting. Yes, they are amazing.
Standing in the place where you are and knowing it is all, every moment of it, a gift--take this, I love you. Have this: I love you. Everyday is His love.
:)
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