nature's magic.9.19.2010
i loved waking up to the mist rolling on the lake, the sun's face reflecting on the water, the gentle beads of dew on the grass. each step spoke to my sandaled feet. each breath was fresh. each scene my eyes looked upon brought peace and delight and satisfaction. while turning my head from the campfire with sacred stitches in hand, i could delight in this scene. i could capture moments of wonder, joy, and peace in the steps of these young souls with whom we commune each week in our congregation. it's a simple, profound moment captured.
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