Sunday, February 26
On the Way to Church
It was one of those dark, cloudy mornings. Storm front coming through. Geese fighting in the park. Even the dandelions looked ugly under a grayish sunrise. I was hoping to get some good color shots while walking, but a drab and dreary sky stopped me. We had a few days of spring's promise with warmer temps and blue skies, but today the pendulum swings back toward winter.
"Remember the wheel of Providence is always in motion; and the spoke that is uppermost will be under; and therefore mix trembling always with your joy." Philip Henry in the 17th century.