397. Looking at B&B's online - for vacation!
401. The nevertheless concept...from Angie Smith's book.
405. Grill-marked panini.414. Purple flowers on Lynne's desk!
422. Pink blossoms on cherry saplings at the Home Show.
435. Prompting to search my own heart.
441. Back popping.
456. Rolling boil bubbles.
464. Braeya perched on the desk watching the sunrise.
478. Constant stream of reminders of God's provision.
486. Lightening shooting across the sky.
499. Perfect puffy clouds.
502. First baby leaves on the lilac trees.
2 comments:
#486. Oh, I miss real places with real weather! We almost never get lightning here. When I lived in Spokane (before kids) for three years, every year the first week of July brought a magnificent thunderstorm. I don't know how the lightning knew what week it was, but it did.
Last week we got a storm (you would call it "some rain") without any lightning. When we think we hear thunder, it's almost always just the booming of artillery practice up on Camp Pendleton (the sound of freedom).
But in the lead-up to the storm, we had a couple of WONDERFUL blustery days, and I'd go outside and stand there basking in the joy of cold wind whipping around me. That was one of my gifts...
Really! I didn't know there were places that didn't get it! Interesting!
I'm glad you got some cold whipping wind...there's nothing like it! (When not accompanied by snow, of course.)
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