First Snow of the Season
We love living here and realize that most of our California friends think we're crazy (Perhaps we are). To understand my heart, consider how I feel looking out my window in September at such a site. We prayed about fifteen years for this view. Thank you, God for giving me the desires of my heart! May I always live to please and honor you.


Happy birthday, Russ! My dear brother hit a big chronological milestone today. He's the best. I've heard a million, horrible "big brother" stories, but really have none to offer. (Unless I mention Russ and Mark Dale giving me an unauthorized haircut when I was two. They almost got away with it, too. The Mothers found the remnants of my hair among the tires in Mark's garage. I wonder what other theories they were investigating?)