Friday, May 28, 2010


The sun radiates warm rays of light into the house from the east. The shadows which are cast upon the west windows cool the gentle breeze which wafts in through the screens. The birds are singing, and the sound of rustling leaves dancing gently in their suspended place is heard ever so subtly. Through these simple things, creation bears witness to it's Creator. It's a beautiful morning.

-Josiah Candler

1 comment:

M.E. said...

I love it!

I did something like this recently. Even though I'm not much of a writer, it's fun to do things like this.

Keep it comin'!