Down By the River

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One of my favorite things to do on a Saturday afternoon - hanging out at the river. It was a perfect day. We went for a walk on the trail, enjoying the warm sunshine and cool breeze.  The kids chased butterflies and picked wildflowers. I spent some time down by the river just reflecting on God's beautiful nature and writing in my prayer-journal, while they played. So peaceful.

My daughter, Sophie, myself and my youngest daughter, Amanda.

Our friend, Martin, with Sophie and Amanda

Mandie playing in the dirt.


Martin can throw pretty far.


 Ahh...JOY!!!!

Comments

  1. JohannaApril 26, 2012 at 6:20 AM

    Why thank you :)It's about time I put some pics up! I always enjoy visiting your blog.

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  2. CritApril 26, 2012 at 7:05 PM

    Play is important! I need to play more...
    I really like the last picture (Ah joy!) We all need to open ourselves to embracing that feeling :)

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  3. JohannaApril 30, 2012 at 1:02 PM

    The more joy, the better!!!!

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  4. Tammy MarotzMay 7, 2012 at 8:14 AM

    Yes, more joy is better!
    We haven't been to the river in a long while.

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