What a glorious surprise! Winter in May! Snow on the roofs, trees bent over with the weight of its wetness, streets plowed, school called off, and heavy fog on the way down. What a lovely adventure!
Its been a while since we’ve spent the night on the mountain. Its fall, 40 degrees, the forest is shrouded in fog and all I hear is a steady whisper of rain on the roof. It is a season in our life for hammers and nails and buckets of paint. The work ahead looks endless but I am encouraged when I remember God makes all things beautiful in His time.