Flowers and Feathers on a Misty Morning

For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; the flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the trutledove is heard in our land.
Song of Solomon 2: 10-11

Surely the Lord is in this place. Gen 28:16

Becca and I were headed town Barnsley Gardens this morning but the cold and the mist kept us home bound. What a delight from our window! I am continually blessed by God's faithfulness. He does lead us through the valley, and His path does shine brighter and brighter as we approach the coming Day.