Sunday with My Sweetheart

I love sitting beside my husband during worship every Sunday morning. Worship is a very serious event, and I love knowing that my beloved feels the same way that I do, and that we are there as a family to glorify God. I love catching glimpses of my children taking in the word of God. Such a sweet time.

Verne and I took a walk this afternoon. There is a valley behind us, and the land belongs to our home builder. We had asked permission to bring some of the trees from the valley into our yard. Verne adores the redbud trees. He wanted to bring one to the backyard, and plant it close to some bird houses that he had put out. "Yes, you should have fun," our eldest son quipped as we headed out the door. "This will be good, quality time spent together." The funny thing is, he was being serious. We walked over the hill, my hand in Verne's.

If you have ever a dug out a redbud tree, you know that they have quite a grand root system for their comparatively small size. This means much digging. Verne dug; I waited. I would shout, "How's it coming?" He would answer, "It's coming! I almost have it now." This went on for quite awhile. I got bored, and began to wander. There's not really much to see in the valley, but I did enjoy the beautiful sunshine, and the light breeze in my hair. I took a photo that turned out much better than I anticipated. I also took several that didn't turn out well at all.

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Verne got the tree planted, and the birds are enjoying it already. A perfect day!