Those white lines: dryness |
(And on that note: what's up with the price of beef? Did I miss the memo that said the cost was going to skyrocket? Probably won't be eating much red meat for awhile....)
The temperature is about 19 right now. Winds at 16 mph. Makes it feel like 5 degrees. The cold and the wind just suck moisture from every single part of me. And silly me, forgot my gloves. My nightly ritual includes the diligent application of lotion to try to mitigate the moisture loss.
Ran into some friends of ours. The wife is from Korea. She just returned from her annual visit to her homeland. On her arrival there she discovered her 89 year old mother (she'll turn 90 in Feb.) was getting baptized Our friend was there to see it happen. Gives me goosebumps to hear such wonderful news. Happifying.
This is only one of our switch banks. |
Received a questioning look from The Husband last night as I was standing in the hallway flipping switches and laughing (pretty heartily) at myself. We've lived in this house for 12 1/2 years and I still mix up the switches. Can't for the life of me remember which one goes where.
So love this quote. Our Heavenly Father's great love includes seemingly endless miracles for all who live in this miraculous world.
“Where there is great love, there are always miracles.”― Willa Cather
Today's gratitude: for laughter. (And also for miracles.)
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