I was able to travel home this weekend.

I laced up my boots and hit the hills and valleys.

With recent rains the creeks are running again and the wildlife is abundant.

Sometimes I was watching deer; other times they were watching me.

Thankful for times like these to be in the woods, crossing creeks, walking along the lake, listening to the water, hearing the fowl.

No accidents. One can but recognize the work of the sovereign Craftsman.