|Sweet Mother's Day flowers|
Honeysuckle? Whatever they are, I enjoyed them on my walk -runs. Monday they were gone!
These clinging vines that have become one with the tree always remind me of a chorus I used to sing to my girls team to wake them up in the morning, because it says "I love Jesus in the morning..."
Amo a Cristo en la mañana
Yo le amo al mediodía
Al atardecer yo le amo
A medianoche cerca está
El la roca y yo la hiedra
y aferrados más y más
Pues en Jesuccristo tengo
gozo y dulce paz.
I especially like the highlighted verses:
"He is the Rock and I the ivy
and clinging more and more..."
|A new granddog, Rally!|
|With the friends who are going to Spain with us|
|With Mother at the annual Mother Daughter dinner.|
Speaking of mothers and daughters...some of you wanted to know the story of the similar dresses in last week's post. Here it is. Kayla's prom dress was the same one her mother wore to her prom nineteen years ago--timeless, appropriate, suited perfectly to her and the occasion.