Autumn

Every fall, even though I don't live up north where the colors are spectacular, I am amazed by the beauty that can come from something that's dying. As long as the leaf holds on to the dull green of late summer, the true beauty within can never be revealed. But in the process of dying comes something spectacular and breath-taking and beautiful.

May my life be beautiful to those around because I'm dying to me - my plans, dreams and goals.

May my Father's beauty shine through.

Turk's Cap

Sometimes it's fun to look through old (ish) pictures and find ones that I never did anything with.

It's kinda like going on a treasure hunt while still seated at your computer.

I like this flower a lot. Even though it is red. It's just so unique.