A path that has no end in sight is so intriquing to me. Where does it lead? What is at the end? Always the beginning of an unknown adventure starts at the head of a path. Kick off your shoes and follow me.....
A perfect blue sky fall day with a little nip in the air and just the right amount of a breeze to make ribbons and hair fly.
Mr. T and I love to hunt for seashells. They speak of the roll and tumble of the ocean and the journey they have been on before resting on the shore. Aren't we all like a seashell rolling and tumbling through life with moments of rest?
Mr. T scores with a claw. I tried to put it around his ear like a Bluetooth put I didn't want to break it. I think it fits nicely on his sunglasses.
"Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see." Hebrews 11:1