A bitty moth in the weeds along the road.

crocheted afghan
made by CHRIS!



Though the fig tree does not bud
and there are no grapes on the vies,
though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
and no cattle in the stalls,
yet I will rejoice in the Lord,
I will be joyful in God my Savior.
Habakkuk 3:17-18