
Is it too late?
The road was hot, hard and dusty. The dirt had filtered through my sandals and my feet felt grimy and nasty. I wiped the sweat from my eyes and lashes and kept going. I had to keep going. I should have started sooner.
The road was hot, hard and dusty. The dirt had filtered through my sandals and my feet felt grimy and nasty. I wiped the sweat from my eyes and lashes and kept going. I had to keep going. I should have started sooner.
I grew up in the church (PTL) and I grew up singing, “Deep and wide, deep and wide, there is a fountain flowing deep and wide.” I also grew up going to the community pool when visiting my grandparents and I remember the kiddie pool. As an older child I would run through it and the water was warm and comfortable.
Last week I crossed another item off my bucket list. My best friend of over fifty-eight years, his two daughters, brother, and I went to the Masters Tournament in Augusta, Georgia, (a Major Golf Tournament!).
Before I get caught going down a rabbit trail, I need to remind you of a couple of things.
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The Red Tail Hawk sat atop the high line pole with an air of regal authority. I picked up the binoculars and though he wasn't more than one hundred yards away the enhancement the binoculars provided was phenomenal.