The red summer sun sets behind Rattlesnake outside my west-facing window.
I’m probably just off reading a book, typing away, walking the dog, or sitting in the grass somewhere, thinking about absolutely nothing.
The woods and undergrowth were still in their winter dormancy for the most part, but nonetheless the crisp smell of the woods refreshed our senses, and in a deeper sense, our souls.
Lastly, I’m so proud of both Lacey and Keith for making it through another child birth, and for being great, loving parents to their children.
The leafless skeleton of a cherry tree, yet to show any blossoms, stood rigid at the corner of the barn.
Remember, without failure, not only have we not learned a valuable lesson, but when success is achieved, it doesn’t taste quite so sweet.
I came to the conclusion that for Amber and I, when it came to deep water, fears were not necessarily conquered, but they were challenged and confronted, and for that we should be proud of ourselves.