"Lo, Children Are An Heritage of the LORD: and the Fruit of the Womb is His Reward" - Psalm 127:3
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
The Beauty of Autumn in My Neighborhood :)
Just a few pictures to provoke jealousy - ha. These were all taken on Tuesday.
We have a lot more oranges and reds this year than it seems like we normally have. It could just be me though.
I liked the way the light was coming through this one.
There's a scenic overlook where you can see the whole mountain range - and a sign showing the names of each peak. It's a long way out there, and a very long, steep way down. The pictures don't do it justice.
This range of mountains are the ones I post pictures of from our house. This is just a lot higher up and closer to the peaks.
Very steep drop off. Just look at the trees.
The largest lake in this picture is the same as the first two pictures in this post. If you look clear to the far end of the lake, that's where I took those pictures from. So in this picture, the mountain range is behind me.
Such beautiful colors! I love Fall!! Of course the pictures don't even come close to doing it justice. It's breathtaking in person.
I'm a born again believer in my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ the Son of God. I am a very happily married wife and a homeschooling mom of five of the greatest kids in the world. We live in a little mountain town in Wyoming, which we love. I enjoy reading and studying God's Word, homeschooling my treasures from Heaven, sewing and doing all sorts of crafts.
Shelter~"That which covers or defends from injury or annoyance. The state of being covered and protected; protection; security. He that defends or guards from danger. To cover from violence, injury, annoyance or attack. To defend; to protect from danger; to secure or render safe; to harbor."
"The Bible calls debt a curse and children a blessing; but in our culture, we apply for a curse and reject blessings. Something is wrong with this picture." Doug Phillips
Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward. Psalm 127:3
Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow... For babies grow up, we've learned to our sorrow... So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep... I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep!!
You may have tangible wealth untold: Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold. Richer than I you can never be - I had a Mother who read to me. ~ Stricklan Gillilan