Wednesday, July 20, 2011. 1 Chloe turns 5! 2 We went to Winchester for some family fun and apple pickin. 3 The annual Pelt and Davis West VA trip took place. 4 The boys ran the fun run in DC and then we went over to the American Indian Museum. 1 Jonathan was commissioned as a Pastor. 2 He went to Indo for a mission trip. 2 We held our annual July 4th party.

Chronicles of the photographic and DIY adventures of Lindsey Olson, the Foto Captress! Friday, August 3, 2012. When I was a kid, I knew the sound of the mail truck by heart and my little ears could pick it up from streets away. I also knew the route, so I could determine pretty much exactly when it was going to arrive at OUR mailbox from whatever point I heard it in the neighborhood.

This is a poem I wrote while flying during in a sunset. Traveling along a snowy ground. That floats between the sky,. I find myself without a sound. Or breath enough to sigh. I chase the sun that runs away,. While her hues still remain. Stretched across the cloud covered way. Till the moon bids their wane. Oh, how I long to catch her so;. To bring a halt to night. Though this I want I do not know. How to make end my plight. So I travel still, so helpless;.

i still swear studio lighting is of the devil. mandy tells me i will not always feel this way. yes, it was that bad. I am SO behind on posting picture.

Just another story for the grandkids. This man was on his was to hell.

As the days go by, and as I age, let it be known, the things I wasted my time with, and those things with which I did not. May 18, 2009 in Uncategorized. April 16, 2009 in Church Planting. Due to the substantial blogging deficit facing Americans today, I thought it proper to at least update you on a few things. John Piper on Memorizing Scripture. April 7, 2009 in Scripture. April 2, 2009 in Writings. How it is Easy to Believe You are the Center of the Universe.

Sunday, January 09, 2011. Good for money but not for time and energy. Scrabble on the Kindle-I will beat that computer yet! I managed to go 3x.

Who i am, i suppose. When I was young, the smallest trick of light,. Could catch my eye,. Then, life was new and every new day,. I thought that I could fly. I believed in what I hoped for,. And I hoped for things unseen,. I had wings and dreams could soar,. When the stars threw down their spears,. Before words were spoken,.

We are pilgrims, not of this world, for our home is in heaven. A Pilgrim NO LONGER in D. So I am off on my next adventure. Has anything of value ever come easily? Resting in His grace.

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