There's nothing quite like Saturday. I wish it wouldn't end.
It's not cold but we're going to have a campfire tonight and boil some peanuts.
I never had boiled peanuts before moving to SC.
Rowing to shore is an adventure. We were once told that we looked like the couple in The Notebook.
We read to each other to pass some time. I find that sensual.
We're reading how Bill and Lois fell in love. I see lots of parallels with us.
There's a history lecture on the battle of Battery Wagner that we will row to today. I wonder at the resolve to fight when wearing wool, being chewed on by mosquitoes and dodging bullets.
A sponsee did some great work on step four yesterday. He is starting to feel good about himself.
That kind of break through is a God thing.
A shooting star last night streaking across the heavens was a God thing too.
Those God moments happen every day. Just look around you.
Wishing you a Saturday of joy.