October, Generally Speaking

October. A strange month of summer--side by side and slowly turning into--fall. Of the difficult things that bring me on my face and get counted all joy. Of the we're in it now, and it's crisp and beauty, all around.

The people come hungry and we jump in feet first 
and He comes and He says: You know that this is Me.

Work. The discipline of all things, to the Glory, with humility.

This scarf has kept me warm in many corners of the world, and might just be my best friend. Happy to see you again scarf. (Happy fall.)

These sweet babies. Joy, indeed.

Also, hilarity.

My favorite spice and my dear friend, hailing from the same part of the world,
works out well for me.

A writing day at the fruit farm. Fall, quintessential.

Ditto.

Again.

Yep.

Sunsets.

Sunshines.

They're learning tons over here...

...and so am I. (How about we make a list of our goals today, yours and mine too?)

Heart bursts.

Ditto.

Writing Day Views.

Restful.

Marsh walking.

That sky.

Sun rises.

Prayer in the Tent and He comes and He says, "Be Confident".

Piano, all the time.

Pretty Drives.

A sick day, wrapped in blankets, 

on the crisp fall porch.

Early Morning, Reflecting.