"When morning gilds the sky;"
sometimes the colors settle and linger in the leaves.
"The night becomes as day;"
"May Jesus Christ be praised," at . . .
Tending fine-fleeced Shetland sheep and a whole lot more on a small acreage in the Willamette Valley of Oregon
4 comments:
Glorious! And just what I needed.
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.
Ahhh, just beautiful.
Beautiful thoughts and photos - Thanks!
Hoping all is well with you and your family.
Lee Anna
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