I Was Loving: Woman Trip Edition, Day 1

Morning: Wildlife Refuge

 Eagles soaring.

Cattle lowing.

Greenery growing.

Afternoon: Long Beach

[And now, ladies and gentlemen, 

my feet touch the Pacific Ocean for the first time.]

North Head Lighthouse

Cape Disappointment Lighthouse

[I couldn't decide which of these I liked better...

hence, both.]

[You have to hike to get to the lighthouse point...ferns!]

[Moss!]

Evening: Driving home along the coast

I Just Just Loved: Woman Trip Edition

When I was given a home, away from home:

Other Things I Was Loving: Kansas City Edition

 Fireworks over the city, popping up from all over the horizon.

The best pho broth you've ever tasted.

A team of people full of Love and Deep.

What I was Loving A While Ago: Kansas City Edition

Kansas City might be known for its fountains

but I was digging the ceilings:

Today I am Loving {91a}

When you are saying to yourself "vacation is over dearest one" but you find that the most sure-fire way to stay at your desk for the afternoon involves straight up bribery.

Today I am Loving {91}

When school is out for the summer and you walk through town to meet with the music-maker for tea, to talk about the concert you threw and in which he played, for which you are both still so grateful, even this far out, and you notice --it's so quiet-- but there's a sweet child-like man who tells you to have a good day on your way and an elderly Indian woman dressed in her beauty who asks you to walk her across the street on the way back, and you just wonder, how it is that you were placed in such a place, such blessing.

Today I am Loving {90b}

When you are sitting out in your yard, and the Lord is speaking to you about His winnowing ways, about how He is separating your old from your new, about the chaff being blown from the grain, and you are hearing it but you are not quite sure how to think about it, and then there appears to be a storm approaching, so you go inside as the wind begins to gust, and you hear a bit of rustling and you look outside to see a long branch has fallen to the ground and you think "Oh Lord, that's so funny, you're talking about the dead things being blown away and look at that branch!" and you turn away but then you hear a long creak and you hear a long crack and you look out again only to find

the tree has fallen down,
directly over where you were just sitting,
and you investigate further and cannot help but notice
it has landed perfectly

as if in the spot made for it,

and you look at the angle of it and think there's really no way that this is explainable other than the Lord was directing it to fall as it needed, and you sigh and say "really Lord, must you always be so dramatic?" and He meets your sigh with His arched eyebrow, 

saying "yes, sweet baby, it seems that I must."