I spent the morning at the Harry P. Leu Gardens with my camera. Although I took 85 shots, 81 of them got dragged to the recycle bin after I dumped the day's haul into the computer. *Sigh* These four, however, make me relatively happy:
I don't go to church, and I'm not a Jesus freak. But I do believe God is filming our lives [or keeping records in some other fashion], so I want notes of my own to consult when God stops the tape, points to something I am doing on the TV screen, and asks, "Just what were you thinking here, Sparky?"