I never get tired of seeing the sunset at the mouth of the Platte River, in Northern Michigan. There's just nothing like seeing the river and the big lake meet, and having the beautiful colors of the sunset shine down on it all. I was spending this particular evening rock hunting with my mom- and sister-in-law. The sky was gorgeous, and the water looked so glassy. Ahhhhhhh . . .
Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas!
"The people who walk in darkness will see a great light; those who live in a dark land, the light will shine on them. . . .
For a child will be born to us, a son will be given to us; and the government will rest on His shoulders; and His name will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Eternal Father, Prince of Peace."
—Isaiah 9: 2, 6 (NASB)
My husband and I hiked Empire Bluffs once again, when we visited the Sleeping Bear Dunes area this past Fall. The colors were gorgeous, and this was the first view along the trail as we got started. It was almost as if the trees were saying, "Welcome to Paradise!"
Grapes and vineyard on Old Mission Peninsula
"Abide in Me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself unless it abides in the vine, so neither can you unless you abide in Me. I am the vine, you are the branches; he who abides in Me and I in him, he bears much fruit, for apart from Me you can do nothing."
—John 15:4-5 (NASB)
Lake Michigan is so beautiful! Isn't it? This particular day was especially beautiful. I love when I can see all the blues and aquas, with some white-caps dotting the scene. These pictures were taken from an overlook in Arcadia, MI, on a clear Fall day. The wind was pretty strong, and it was difficult to keep my hair out of the picture. :o)
I know it probably won't last long, but I'm reveling in today's snowfall. I love snow!! I had to run outside in my slippers this morning to snap a picture to document the fact that it's REALLY happening. My daughter keeps wanting me to come over and look out the window with her, so we frequently huddle together on the couch, cheek to cheek, and watch the beautiful white flakes flutter down. How can I resist that?