Here I am sharing my devotion Wednesday night. I will probably post that here next week.
Yet I am writing you a new command; its truth is seen in him and in you, because the darkness is passing and the true light is already shining. 1 John 2:8
The members of my workshop. Myself, Jean, Mary, Jean and Rita in the back row. Eleanor (who turns 88 next month), Darlene and Barb in the front row.
Our instructor Mary Pierce really liked the gift we got her. Mary is a wonderful teacher, writer, counselor and friend.
This is a view just outside of our hotel at the conference center. That's Judson Tower, which I climbed one day. It wasn't the 120 stairs that got to me, it was the circular staircase within a cement tomb which almost shattered this claustrophobic's resolve.
This log cabin was built in 1840 and is the oldest structure on the grounds of Green Lake Conference Center.
The Writers Feet.
I don't know sometimes what is in my head, but I guess you can at least see what's on my feet.