Saturday, January 22, 2011


At a glance, this looks like a beach.  It's not - it is Mount Nittany on one of the few sunny days we've had recently. 

The girls walking through the snowy woods to visit a friend.
                                                        The fruits of my labor (and the cause of my tired back);
My hope for spring.

Lost things

I heard at church of the passing of an old friend of mine.  I was shocked and ashamed. Shocked because I never thought of this person as old...