It's Why We Invented Windows
We hosted Thanksgiving this year, which, with the sore absence of Andy, Wendy, & Co., amounted to a mere 30-odd bodies in the house. Thanksgiving morning, I was flapping out linens and scurrying around when a solitary glance out the window stopped me in my tracks. Every so often, they come along.
With fire at my back, the short walk out of the field seemed sky-pale and dim,
and I followed my frosty footfalls back home where the bustle resumed as if there'd been no pause.
2 comments :
Absolutely gorgeous! Those pictures are priceless. They make me want to read my scriptures thanking God for His majestic creation. What a gift you received that day before all of the other gifts arrived!
Much love!
Amen. I enjoyed Thanksgiving Day immensely, but that short moment of pause was just what I needed.
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