Since I took off today to rest from the trip to NJ and Dad’s funeral; I had a moment to look outside. The sun was up, but the fog was still in the valley. It laid there like white milk in a bowl. A small “island” of green rose up from the fog. I have seen this countless times in the mornings. But today; this was awe inspiring in it’s sheer beauty. I so longed to take a picture of it but I knew that a mere camera could not do justice to what my eyes had seen. To photograph it would be like my trying to copy a painting of one of the great masters of the past. So I just stood there and drank in deep the view and thanked the Lord for His wonderful creation!