Saturday Morning Pleasure

As I was sitting outside a moment ago, under an oak tree, reading 1 Peter and enjoying a cup of coffee, my sweet little Abigail bounded out of the house, ran toward the barn and started picking flowers. She told me she was going to try and transplant them from around the barn to around the house. She's such a creative little gal.

I love this life.

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