little hands strumming imaginary guitars...little hands lifted in worship...little voices singing praise to our mighty God
wobbly legs...holding baby weight...the first tentative steps...soon she will be running after her brothers
the smell of homemade biscuits cooking...rising in the pans...homemade blackberry jelly waiting to be slathered on
pear tree limbs hanging heavy with summer's bounty...growing here in our yard...free for the picking
pears mounded over in the sink...washed...peeled....mounded over in the pan...the smell of pears and cinnamon...the taste of homemade pear sauce
Basking in his gifts...
Holli
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