Sunday Drive

After a week of working pretty hard to get our garage insulated for the coming winter, we drove a whole twenty miles to a state park that we’ve never visited before. (The curse of living close to one kind of beauty is not making the effort to see a different kind of beauty just down the road…)  But on this Sabbath day, how perfect to leave our project undone and to make the drive solely to see what could be seen.

And as God often does, his gifts are plentiful and more than we deserve.

We thought that most of the leaves were gone, but not in this place, not today.


We meandered through miles of birch forest, their white barks standing above an orange and yellow floor of leaves.


We climbed a high observation tower to watch a lone boat in the harbor, trying for the last few fish before winter.


And worshipped, high above the trees.


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