The earth has yielded its increase, God, our God, has blessed us. Pslam 67
This morning came in with such beauty and grace and it was a blessing to all who witnessed the glory.
Every blade of grass and pile of hay and critter were glowing in the blanket of light from the rising sun.
Our little calf was kicking up her heels and enjoying the way the sun played with the light and shadows, especially on the bleached tumbleweeds stuck in the fences. What a way to begin day. Blessing.