Thankfulness for the time, health, and means to get outdoors and enjoy His awesome creation bubbled up within. Folks seem to sleep later, or travel less, on Sunday mornings. So it was just me, the birds singing, and cotton-tail rabbits skipping down the road. It was one of those Uncle Remus, zip-a-dee-doo-dah moments. Seasonal rain, the green, and the wildflowers of spring.
Sweet hour of prayer indeed.
beautifully crafted piece as usual
ReplyDeleteVery sweet indeed. I always enjoy my morning commutes in the fog and mist (it happens frequently when you live next to a huge lake). It always seems more peaceful when everything is shrouded in fog and all the sounds are muffled.
ReplyDeleteLovely post and photos.
ReplyDeleteVery lovely piece. Works such as you have done here, do down as great pieces that I will refer to often. Very well put. Thank you.
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