Ps. 57:5,7,8,10
A great week in the beautiful mountains of West Virginia. Each morning, Dad, Uncle Garrett, and I ran the scenic (and hilly) Park roads, rain or shine. The three of us also, along with Mom and Nana, took a great 6 mile hike on several connecting trails.
The brightly colored millipede caught our eye on the woody trail, and we found (and I ate) wild blackberries, raspberries, and strawberries.
The hollowed tree was very rotten, but I made it up and down and left it still standing. I doubt it will be there when we return.
I'm thankful for the rest, for the exercise, and for the family time, all enjoyed in a place where the glory of God's creation is undeniable.
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