11.6.07

you're going to have to blow this one up,
the dew is beautiful :)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Miriam, when you complemented that the dew is so beautiful in your picture, you made me think of this song:)
"I come to the garden alone While the dew is still on the roses And the voice I hear falling on my ear The song of God discloses
And He walks with me
And He talks with me
And He tells me I am his own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
He speaks and the sound of His voice Is so sweet the birds hush their singing And the melody that He gave to me Within my heart is ringing
And He walks with me
And He talks with me
And He tells me I am his own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known".

Thought it would be nice to share for those who never heared it before. Much love.
Your sister in Christ,
Mel Thibeault