Sunday, November 09, 2014

Hymn-spiration

"When morning gilds the sky;"
sometimes the colors settle and linger in the leaves.
"The night becomes as day;"

when the moon morphs into giant mushrooms on the ground.

"May Jesus Christ be praised," at . . .


4 comments:

Leigh said...

Glorious! And just what I needed.

Michelle said...

Glad you liked it, Leigh. It's what I'm needing now, too, with my dad's situation weighing heavily on my mind and life.

Nancy Kay said...

Ahhh, just beautiful.

Lee Anna said...

Beautiful thoughts and photos - Thanks!
Hoping all is well with you and your family.
Lee Anna