|Spring Street, Eureka Springs, Arkansas|
Yesterday, I thought about those songs while walking along Spring Street. It was a glorious autumn day with summer’s sidewalks buried under layers of leaves.
I searched for that perfect yellow leaf, brighter than all the rest, golden among scarlet and orange.
Unable to pick just one, they were all beautiful. Each different.
Precious in His sight—absolutely.
Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.