the drive to and from the blueberry farm on Saturday. you're on a bridge crossing Lake Pontchartrain for about thirty minutes. it's not a very threatening bridge, but a long one nonetheless, so if you're not into bridges.. sorry 'bout it. a peaceful drive that day though.
more on peace soon. for the time being though, read along with these wonderful people too:
| by feet or heart | the ever-changing thought | broken rubies | apopiptolepis |
listen: I Breathe You In, God [Bryan and Katie Torwalt]
If I Were A Fish [múm]
No comments:
Post a Comment