Multitude Monday

  1061. Cement wet from rain

1062. A quiet afternoon

1063. A son who helped beat the “laundry monster” 1064. A beautiful life now dwelling with our Lord

1065. My Bible

1066. Persimmon cookies

1067. Sweet notes from a 10 year old 1068. The quiet tick of the clock

1069. Cuddling a sick baby

1070. Tiny girl + pony holder + hair brush = cutting piece of Mama’s hair out to free pony holder

You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy. 

Psalm 30:11