I’ve posted a bit too much about the HARD stuff lately.
In fact it actually seems like
the harder things get
the prettier the pretty pictures become.
Sure, the pretty pictures aren’t ALL there is.
But they can be what I remember most.
And when I choose the pretty pictures
I grin and think
I choose them.
Praise the Lord for pretty pictures.
taken on our 6th annual trip to see the bluebonnets in the Bluebonnet capital of TX (a for real thing). it was especially sweet this year during one of our increasingly frequent “just the six of us” times, with a BONUS of Grammy coming along.