Friday's Joys

wind in my hair,

Another walk

Another coffee,

Picking up the fixings for Thanksgiving Dinner in a week

and sending a Money Gram at the Post Office

Taking close ups of the mountains

and revelling in the cool breeze.

The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou
hearest the sound thereof,
but canst not tell whence it cometh,
and whither it goeth: so is every one that is born of the Spirit.

John 3:8 (KJV)