Old pictures, with a camera full on new ones that still need to be uploaded. But hey, at least it's a post. And maybe finally posting will help me get past the never posting at all hump. One can hope.
Let's see, camp is over, I was put on a jury the day after it ended, that lasted a week, then I had my birthday, and then things slowed down. It's been nice to breathe again. And soak in Jesus' love and truth again. And knit again. And read again (oh the reading! It has been wonderful). And not have to fix food for 40+ people every day. And while I've yet to find a job for the winter, it's good. There is peace. And life. And grace. And it is good.