The Freshness of Spring

As I walked around the lake at Look Up Lodge yesterday, I watched a blue heron sail across the lake. A snake raised its head to the sun, and the fern fronds prepared to unfold. The azaleas bloomed shades of blushing pink. What a beautiful place to talk to God and sing his praises. I'm spending a week with my daughter, Hannah, at the camp where she works.

I am at home in the woods and at camp. I spent at least one week every summer at church camp, and I loved every minute of it.

Yesterday we visited Carl Sandburg's home in Flat Rock, NC. After Mr. Sandburg passed away, his wife and family made sure the estate got into the hands of the National Park Services. The home looked like the family had just gone out for a walk. All of their possessions lay right where they left them. He owned more than 117,000 books. The shelves filled with tomes lined every room. I loved it!!!

Mrs. Sandburg raised goats. In the field behind the house, we visited her farm. Two babies, less than twenty-four months old hobbled on their little legs. What a delight to see them and to watch their mama. She protected them from the other goats, but she let us pet them. So sweet!

Today more adventure-off to Asheville to see Jason, Missy and Scout.