When I was younger I lived on the east coast and I remember traveling to the ocean to watch the sunrise. Twice I saw the sun come up over the Atlantic; once from Newport, RI and once from Montauk, NY. Now, I can see the sunrise over Lake Michigan every day if I want. Looks the same as the Atlantic [but the Atlantic smells better than Lake Michigan]…
Mac has just learned to ride a bike. The other night he went for a 7 mile ride on this little thing. It’s such a blessing to share the simple joy of bike riding with him…
This was the view from our porch last night after dinner. I’m grateful that God has provided this home and this view for our family so far from the drama of living in the Chicago suburbs…
I’m so grateful that I live in a town like Algoma, WI. Oh, sure — like any small town it is full of drama. Views like this in the late summer more than compensate…
