Postcard Perfect

Last week, after dinner one evening, we enjoyed each other's company while swinging.  Georgia-Lee yelled from her tire swing perch that it looked like a postcard picture.  As I thought about it, I tended to agree.  I also found the evening to be postcard perfect.  You know what I am talking about, right?  The times when it all comes together, in spite of what you did or didn't do to make it happen?  The times when you realize how fortunate you are to enjoy brief glimpses of Heaven.  The times when you love life so much...



Taking a break from the tire swing.



Enjoying the hammock!

I love my family!