This was many weeks ago, but it is always fun to share photos.
Back in January, when hills were still green.
Pretty shell, glistening in the sun.
Notice the pattern in the sand, tide receding.
Gorgeous blue sky, with airplane trails.
There is something so comforting about power under control.
Waves breaking on a shoreline. A flaming pile of wood in a fireplace.
Isn't that what meekness is, strength under control?
Maybe I do not understand the beauty of self-control, temperance in the Spirit.
Fragrant Angel Trumpet.