You can just see the dragon flies on the middle left (click once to blow up the picture and you can see them better. We even saw a reddish brown one, and some darning needles). 
Nelson takes a moment to smell the roses...they had the woodsy sweet scent of traditional roses.
I managed to just sit and relax (my oldest daughter will find this hard to believe) while waiting for Sunday morning coffee to boil and for Nelson to wash the breakfast dishes.
Nelson and I spend a lot of our together time worshiping and praising our Creator and Sustainer. At random moments, we find things to be thankful for, new inisight from our Father, and opportunities to praise. And suddenly one of us is speaking to our Father just as if he were a visible third party in our conversation. Worship is the thread woven through our relationship, the thread that joins the individual yarns into a tapestry. This quiet moment was one of many times of worship, meditation and praise we enjoyed over the "Turning 50" weekend.
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