Just a few lazy clouds being carried across the sky.
I take a short cut on a narrow path up the hill.
Walking through the fallen leaves down the sky trail.
Looking down from above at the winding creek.
On the main trail. A biker ahead.
There are resting benches all along, but I pass them by.
A gorgeous day, trekking along on the winding trail.
I especially like the white birch trees, adding contrast and beauty to the picture.
I don’t know much about cloud formations, but this sure looks like little cotton balls in the sky. God sure is imaginative.
What a glorious sight!
A beautiful evening sky.
Amazing what He does with cotton balls!
He guides me in the paths of righteousness (Ps. 23:3).
Your word is a lamp to me feet and a light to me path (Ps. 119:105).