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.
Friday, November 18, 2011
This is what I have been doing all of last week.
The photos aren't very good, sorry.
I painted them for a craft fair that I am going to tomorrow. :-)