a new year

Another morning as we sat at the breakfast table, we watched this setting of a blue moon.





Ron and I are often struck by the seemingly unlimited moods of our lake. Early one morning as I walked into the living room, I found myself looking out "on golden pond."





Elizabeth succumbs to exhaustion, giving Grandma and Grandpa time to reflect on the emotional events of the day.





Our fearless leader, moments before the expedition came to an abrupt end with a trip to the hospital emergency room. Stitches in the tongue! He's fine now. We are so thankful to God.





A glorious walk through the woods, following Micah off the beaten trail as he resolutely and courageously led us tripping and tumbling over countless fallen branches, scaling one "mountain" peak after another. Here's a particularly delightful moment of Micah and Elizabeth's triumph.