I love the light that dances through the leaves. I love the stars that sing in the sky. I love the waves that tumble over the seashore. I love the thunder that races through a storm. I love the wrinkles on my grandmother's face. I love the smell of the earth after a spring shower. I love the silence of reverent awe. I love a thoughtfully said word. I love music that floats through the air. I love the twinkling of laughter. I love beauty... beauty which points to God.
Andrew tried to get me to go to these poppy fields, but we were pressed for time, so I decided I didn't want to spare however long it would take to get there. Then I found out the field was thirty seconds out of the way.
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I. Love. These. Photos. (says a technologically unsound--but avid--Evangeline Photography fan)
Andrew tried to get me to go to these poppy fields, but we were pressed for time, so I decided I didn't want to spare however long it would take to get there. Then I found out the field was thirty seconds out of the way.
Oh well.
T.H. Excellence
you guys. i love that you are so in love with flowers :) it makes me happy.
and the pics are great!
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