Thirty Two Degrees

No!  I am not writing of the degrees or percentage of a slope.  I am however writing of this mornings temperature at 5:00 a.m.  That is right it was 32 degrees fahrenheit down here in our little valley on Flat Creek.

I am somewhat thankful that we did not have frost or any killing affect on plants; tomato plants and bell peppers that are still growing and  producing. That was due to the cloud cover we are having.  The clouds acted as a blanket of sorts keeping the frost from coming.  We also have gotten a little bit of rain.  Thank you LORD.

More is on the way; of that I am pretty sure.  It is that time of year.  Winter is on the way.  Only God knows what will come our way.  Thirty two degrees?  That is really not that bad.

-tim

Eli

Let me tell you about my grandson Eli.  I was playing with him last evening after I returned home from driving the school bus, and called him “Little boy”.  Without even saying anything else he said, “My name is Eli”.  Just to see what he would do I called him “Little boy” again, and he said, “My name is Eli” again.

I do not know about the rest of you, but I think that is cute.  A feisty two year old, who knows who he is.

There are fewer and fewer adults who know who they are.  O,  yeah, they know their name; but do not know who they really are.

It may take a while for that to sink in with a some, if they read this.

Flat Creek is still flowing beautifully over the rocks and through the valleys.

-Tim