The blaze was brilliant as I opened the door to let the dogs out.  The blue sky, the sunlit gold leaves, the white moon hanging low…

An so I walked, knowing fully that earth is crammed with heaven, every common bush afire with God. (Elizabeth Browning) 
And He walked with me, as the dogs danced around my feet, and the leaves fell with the sound of rain in the quiet forest. 
He whispered on the wind and in the ripples on the water. 
He greeted me with the Castor canadensis, two of them, swimming over to give me the tail slap hello.
And as I prepared to walk back home, to the morning preparations of the Sabbath, these…
Three sweet last flowers, for these
sweet youngest gifts, the third not here becuase the photo was DARK.
Glorious gift, this invitation to walk, just HE and i.  A perfect beginning to another week of counting His endless gifts.
#172-183
172. Pens and deep yogurt. Writing Class is Delightful.
173. Worship over lunch.
174. Protective clothing.
175. Isaiah 43:23
176. A child who has chosen to cultivate joy.
177. Stamina increasing. A strong heart.
178. Christmas request from a child, to hold babies in Guatemala.
179. Sweet, encouraging running companion.
181. A call from our eldest, just becuase.
182. The head rested on my shoulder as I read Little House on the Prairie, one more time, to our youngest.
183.      Hope.

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