It's a Saturday with random things going on. After a chilly
couple of days, early autumn fights back and gives us a
mild afternoon. We raked the front yard even though the wind did its best to challenge us. Almost forgot to share this photo from our bike ride
along the Olentangy River ten days ago. A magnificent 3-trunk sycamore! It's said that Indians could find water by spotting sycamore trees from a distance. They thrive beside rivers. Their shimmering white-ness reminds me of birch.
Bill and I enjoyed a Kiwanis pancake breakfast this morning, complete with music by different school groups. Oh, I love our small town!
Our son Mark came over to help move the Old Girl to her new spot. Neighbor Sammy came over to help, too. We didn't realize what we had til they were gone: strong sons!
I've some Bible study homework to do and a pot of soup to make. Have a lovely weekend.
Gratitude challenge day 12 - I'm thankful for the most ordinary of days, for leaves to rake and a pancake breakfast.
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