This past weekend was full of sociality and hubbub.
These are the moments of calm I managed to capture:
Few things are sweeter than big strong men handling babies of all persuasions.
A glimpse of Sequoia’s Fleet Farley afield and following his nose. Bird season doesn’t begin until September but we like to take him out on training runs to challenge his mind and to burn up some of his energy.
My mountain man.
[the bright flames of Indian Paintbrush]
And all of creation is lit with the bright brush strokes of God’s hand. The impasto is hard to miss, the artist’s touch is obvious and when He finished He stuck His paintbrush in the earth and called it good.