While exploring my northernly surroundings today, I stumbled on a beautifully quaint area of connecticut. A small walking trail afforded me the delight of a brisk photographic interlude.
It's ironic how sometimes the sky can seem even more vibrant in a reflection... It got me to thinking; how much more are we, as reflections of our Heavenly Father, meant to display His color to the world around us? That's the kind of life I want to live, reflecting the love of the Father, day and night, rain or shine.