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6.23.2007
The GRACE and MERCY of the cross
Is neither HINDERED nor OVERCOME
By the SIN and WRETCHEDNESS of my heart.
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6.08.2007
So on my way back from picking strawberries that one glorious day. I saw some rusty 'ol stuff laying around. So I snapped a few shots. I'm not really sure why, but rust really fascinates me. I think it might be because I have rusty looking hair. or something. Anyway, here they are.
I purposely didn't give them all the same color attributes, because I wanted to see the various colors of rust and it's stages. Thus, every picture is different. I like it that way.
I took this grassy pic simply because I like dew.
It turned out nice. I didn't have to edit it at all.
It turned out nice. I didn't have to edit it at all.
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So this morning it was...
Juicy peaches over Honey Bunches of Oats.
So this concludes my lame accounts of what I had for breakfast. Looking back on the fun days we've had together, I just can't help but wonder. How could I have stooped so low! I mean, posting pictures of my breakfast! For crying out loud! That's the lamest of lame. The most pathetic of pathetic. or something.
Anyway, no more breakfast pics. Besides, I was getting complaints that I was making innocent bystanders hungry.
sorry.
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6.07.2007
So this morning, first thing, I strode down to our garden and picked strawberries.
They were PERFECT.
And i only picked enough for my cereal (and the walk back to the house :-)
I left excitedly.
I washed 'em. Sliced 'em. And piled 'em on.
Oh my gosh.
So good.
Thank you God for making strawberries.
They're grrrrrrreat!
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