A few snapshots of a sunny fall day. I think they’re pretty, although I did get a cryptic email from photographer and pastor Ron Horn yesterday, asking for one hour of my time each week for the next three weeks. Of course I said, “sure.” Then, a minute later, “why?” He answered “photo lessons.” I replied, “I thought you wanted to save my soul.”
(Luckily, God intervened and produced a glorious day, just when we needed it most.)
(My Gretchen Dow Simpson shot.)
(So much depends on the work of hens.)
(Right on time. Snow on the mountains beyond Main Street on the last cruise ship day of the season.)
