O God, you are my God, earnestly I seek you;
my soul thirsts for you,
my body longs for you,
in a dry and weary land where there is no water.
Today, I don't think I'd mind how chilly it is. I'd be happy to rug up, with a thermos of tea and just sit by something like this. So peaceful.
As it is, I might just have to put Drama down for a nap, settle Wheels down with a book/toy and take some tea and my bible to the rocking chair...
...which doesn't actually sound so bad does it.
(Photo by Patience, from a recent hiking trip. I love his photos. More to come on other days I can't think of something to blog about.)