A morning like this:
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April 15
Cows in fog. Blue sky day.
A morning like this:
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April 15
Cows in fog. Blue sky day.
I’m a big fan of the sky. I love the way clouds scurry, skip, trip, traipse, flock, flee, and loiter across it in seemingly choreographed fashion. This morning’s arrangement gave me a somewhat profound pause.
Just because you can’t physically see something doesn’t mean it isn’t there. The sun isn’t visible here, but there’s a hint of it, a promise–and surety–of its’ arrival at the precisely right and appointed time. Much like the presence of God in my life. I don’t always see Him at work, but I catch glimpses, like rays of sunlight, casting assurance He is near, working all things together for my good.
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Tonight’s sunset was just as meaningful as this mornings sunrise. A fitting bookend to a good day.
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April 14
Blessed assurance. Comfort. Today is beautiful.
Today was a very productive but otherwise uneventful day. Meaning there wasn’t anything really exciting to snap a picture of. Or, in other words, I don’t want to use up all the #hairybeast snaps too early in the month.
So, another of my favorites instead. I adore daffodils. And it was bucketing rain tonight. The lighting is craptastic, but it’s truthful to what this daffy looked like at 8 pm.
April 14
Swimming. Caffeine. #hairybeasts. Productivity. Ribs. Rain.
Well, technically, it’s only riding in car (singular) with dogs. But the other way sounds better.
Today ended up gorgeous. Blue sky, bright sunshine, lovely Vitamin D. Family breakfast. A solid nap. A short putter in the yard–to weed a bit, and to notice my dogwood is happy. I’d always wanted one, dogwood, and received this beauty as a present last year. [For the record, I love useful, practical gifts. And especially ones I don’t have to dust.]
After weeding, and admiring my happy little tree, I burned through two gallons of weed killer out in the back field. Blasted little camas roots. {grumble, grumble}
Then, off for a Sunday afternoon tradition: a ride to Dairy Queen for ice cream. The #hairybeasts love ice cream. I think it’s in the Top 10 things they love best, although I’m not sure what order it would go in…running, swimming, napping, digging, playing #dodgedog, ice cream, popcorn, cheez itz, hunting, bacon…
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April 12
Riding in cars with dogs #goodtimes.
So, one half of the Old People is 80 years old today. And #babybeast is one year old. It’s been a day of celebrations. And cake. 🙂
Happy cake day. Yay for birthdays!