We had a soul-refreshing evening with twenty-one women at our local Cry Out! simulcast last night. Today I am pretending I don't have a care in the world besides fitting in all Lyme treatments, eating lots and lots of fats, veggies and protein, and taking naps at odd hours (like 11 a.m.).
I took the picture of mushrooms growing on old tree roots in our front lawn several days ago. This is an early-autumn of green grass, damp and mushrooms. Dad "hayed" the lawn in the rain yesterday.
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