I steal a few moments away by myself.
So I drive down to the weekly farmer's market to buy some peaches
and romaine lettuce.
Yes, my mother would be proud.
The seagulls are screeching.
The lake is glistening against the sun's radiance.
I smile and stumble along,
almost feeling out of place with out the
(I said almost)
thinking about how special this place is.
And how Good the Lord is.
How faithful He is to provide.
And how really,
I love it here.