On my way to Ames this morning, I turned to head south and out of the corner of my eye I noticed something I had not seen before (and it would turn out I just didn’t remember seeing it):
a cornfield. It’s been covered in snow for so long that I forgot that was what it was. I had a double-take moment and actually had empathy for folks who look at Karen and I like that because we look alike. Crazy.
And then, as I was driving from Ames after discipling this morning, similarly something caught my eye alongside the Interstate:
It was odd to my eyes. My brothers, this should not be :). The snow is melting a lot, but wow. You know you’re pathetic when the grass looks foreign and it’s March 11th already.
Dinner time…and baking. I’m thinking I might try a MIllionaire’s Shortbread Bars recipe (I had a Millionaire’s Shortbread trifle in Cornwall with V once that was to die for…wow). Peace, y’all.