Worship

On Sunday, I went to a beautiful worship service in Kansas City, with my neice.

And I saw a dear friend dance with her team as she worshiped the Lord with her gift, beauty and grace.

It's Fall

It's fall. And we are scurrying around here putting everything in it's place. Preparation for our severe winters here is important.

The screens are out and the storms are mostly in. The huge ladder needs to be deployed in order to reach the last six windows.

The wood has been ordered and a place for stacking near the side door is prepared.

The summer clothes are removed to distant dressers and closets; sweaters, vests, boots and jackets have taken their places.

The gardens are slowly being put to bed for the long winter. But we are still waiting for special garlic bulbs to arrive so they can get a start in the garden over the winter. The herbs are still going strong for another month or so in the potting shed.

And the summer outdoor furniture, both at home and at camp, is being stored in barns and under tarps. The boats have been winterized and washed. The kayaks and canoe decommissioned for another season. The tubes have been deflated and the water skiis and wakeboard safely stowed inside. The camp is having it's water drained tomorrow. But the raking of the leaves will have to wait for another week or two. It seems late this year, but the trees are holding onto their fall foliage and I think we may be raking in the snow.

The colors are magnificent and startling.

And the Fall and Thanksgiving decorations have come out to remind us; God is good and His mercy endures forever.