It's harvest time. Yesterday, when we received some early snow, the sights were too much not to take some pictures of. The tractors were rushing to finish up the harvesting while the snow fell.
It was the first snow of the season. It didn't stick. It was pretty to look at as it fell. I am not one of those people that love the cold and snow, but I am determined to enjoy whatever season I am in. I am determined to find contentment and peace with Christ, whether in the humid, hot summer or the snowy, cold winter.
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