Sometimes i would work in other towns in the evenings to make a little extra money towards the bills. All the projects on the property that needed doing would fall to the wayside. The food i’d bought for the week wouldn’t be cooked. The dishes wouldn’t get washed. The laundry remained folded in the basket. […]
This last photo was taken from inside the shed looking out the window on the door during sunset.
There is no beauty like a horizon void of buildings and framed by trees. I like to think of the sky as God’s canvas where he paints with all the colors at his disposal and no 2 works of art are the same.