brown leaves

This week I've been able to get some of the end of season stuff done in the garden. Putting away pots and plants always makes me think of the long winter ahead and the hope I'll feel when I get to pull them out in the spring. I am not ready though for these times of cold and darkness.

This is a line from a song going thru my head a lot these days....

"I am the tree,
bending beneath the weight
of His wind and mercy.
O how He loves us..."

(from the song -O how He loves us
by David Crowder Band)

Grace and Peace,

Jane