Saturday, July 10, 2010
that comes from faith for faith
weeds magically disappearing from my front yard, grocery shopping, remembering to pray, milk from the mountains, driving across the mountain, cooking out, craigger's clown communion (yes, clown. communion.) story leaving me breathless and in stitches from laughing uncontrollably, new friends, deer standing stock still at the tree line, frogs croaking across the road, and fog sitting in dense low patches after an evening storm.