Psalm 57:11
Your kindness extends to the heavens and Your truth reaches to the skies.
Phil’s Reflection:
Since I have one hot tub photo session per month, always on one morning during the first weekend of the month (that’s the ritual), this December morning seemed challenging: dark grey still skies. You have to take what you get, and savor it. The sun briefly peeked through the clouds highlighting one of the last leaves holding tight to the oak tree (top middle of frame). And then I heard a plane rumbling overhead. Too good to be true. Right beneath the leaf and right above the branch, extended like an open palm. Click.
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