It’s in Christ that we find out who we are and what we are living for.
Oh boy, all this exciting stuff has happened since I posted last.
Actually it hasn’t. Sorry to disappoint you. But stuff in general has happened.
I drove to Quincy via Highway 2, through Leavenworth and Wenatchee. I kept almost driving off the road, gawking at the gorgeous fall color. It wasn’t New England-y in the least, because it was almost entirely bright yellows, and mostly deciduous interspersed among evergreens.