Last Sunday, Ava got baptised! I am so happy for her. She has been wanting to do this for a while, and this was the last beach baptism for the year. So she was very excited to finally get baptised. :)
I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree. A tree that looks at God all day, and lifts her leafy arms to pray; a tree that may in summer wear a nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, but only God can make a tree.