This is our Father's world, and to my listening ears, all nature sings, and round me rings the music of the spheres.
This is my Father's world. I rest me in thought of rocks and trees, of skies and seas--His hand the wonders wrought.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
The old timer for an old timer
Sarah did this little guy a while ago, straight from her imagination.
She made him for an old timer who lives in the back woods of our property. :-)