i dont think so. but you can if you want to...

I love letters.
I got one today.

lets make a pie. because we have apples and time.

This has sort of been my song of the month.
Its a good one.
Jeremy White remix version.

When You lead me to the valley of vision
I can see You in the heights
And though my humbling wouldn’t be my decision
It’s here Your glory shines so bright
So let me learn that the cross precedes the crown
To be low is to be high
That the valley’s where You make me more like Christ

Let me find Your grace in the valley
Let me find Your life in my death
Let me find Your joy in my sorrow
Your wealth in my need
That You’re near with every breath
In the valley

In the daytime there are stars in the heavens
But they only shine at night
And the deeper that I go into darkness
The more I see their radiant light
So let me learn that my losses are my gain
To be broken is to heal
That the valley’s where Your power is revealed

i just need to ask you a few questions...

Today i wish for fall.
and having a walk with a skinny scarf and my claire hat.( i realized i had another claire hat here too. so now i have two.)plus also, i might break out "arriba".
and i would be drinking a pumpkin spice latte. with a shot of espresso.
we dont really have much of a fall here. unless you go down into the valley and theres all the trees with colours, and you can pretend youlive there.
but my neighborhood is too new for large trees.
"i am the lorax
i speak for the trees, for the trees have no voice."
but its kinda sad, the trees we have in our park, theyre tilted from the wind storms they go to one side.
but, when its fall, i will go in the valley, and have a walk, with some coffee.
you can come if you want

"well, hes pretty special himself."

the other day at the hospital, we passed Britt's old room.
It was crazy, we were walking past her room with her.
It was so evident to me God's faithfulness and grace. I remember sitting in there, room 612 thinking," i know someday she'll be okay. but that seems so far away. "
and then she was in there, standing perfect on her feet, her legs fine, and her burns almost completely gone.
crazy.
and remembering being in a hospital bed, with an IV hooked up to my hand, and water pumping into my body.and not being able to keep anything down.
and God was there , and with Britt, and hes been with mom. ALWAYS faithful, showing me how little faith i have at times. I try to take care of things myself, when all i need to do is trust Him, because He has it all in His hands, all together.

Your steadfast love, O Lord, extends to the heavens, and your faithfulness to the clouds._ Psalm 36.5

i love toast. with jam.

so i read Tina's post about summer being over.
and yes, it is pretty much over.

but its been a really great one. good, realllllly good.

"IM A CACTUS! IM A EAT YOU!!" -tina and myself, running down the street
'is the campus closed?" "yes ma'am. SIR!" -the utep security lady, to ricky.

" i got a tomato, and it was perfect, and then got a cucumber and was like WHOA." -joshua

"kara, are you having a badittude?" -als

"i know what it is, i just cant explain it..." "its BUTTER." "God help this generation." - mom and dad sczebel, and kara (a)

"i know how we can do crunches! HOLD MY LEGS!" -lauren, kara, and ali in the pool

" you have to be very patient with toast. because you want the butter to be all nice and melt. but you cant be TOO patient, because then itll burn. i like toast kara." -evan

" ARRRRRIBA! AY AY AY!! " " we are NOT with her." - als tina and kara (a)

" uma tubbs!"

"kara, hold my hand!" "TINA!!" kara (a) and tina watching gladiator.

flan

mich

whistler

downtown shoot

dr suess

not enough quotes but it would take forever to type.

no to you, but yes to you on the left.

As a deer pants for flowing streams,
so pants my soul for you, O God.
2 My soul thirsts for God,
for the living God.
When shall I come and appear before God?
3 My tears have been my food
day and night,
while they say to me all the day long,
“Where is your God?”
4 These things I remember,
as I pour out my soul:
how I would go with the throng
and lead them in procession to the house of God
with glad shouts and songs of praise,
a multitude keeping festival.

5 Why are you cast down, O my soul,
and why are you in turmoil within me?
Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,
my salvation 6 and my God.

read this today. ( im not saying GO READ THIS, imsaying that i read it (past tense)ha)

like the moona and the junea and the springa

Yesterday, in the O'Leary's pool, I was Ming-Ming the wonderpet and i saved, along with my colleague Tuck a baby crane and a baby dolphin. Mr. Swordfish also assisted us.
I was also Van Gogh, who created a masterpeice along with a small companion who had a habit of getting paint on my face,and on the silk seat cushions. Thankfully, our paint was washable.
I went home with cholorine in my hair paint on my face, and sunscreen smell.

Today I was Prunella or Tonto and i was the Lone Ranger's companion, who had lazer JFK sunglasses. The Lone Ranger and I ventured across the desert to get to CIRCLE K RANCH. It took two days, and we had to stop at the General Store a few times for mini vanilla wafers and milk.
My horse's name was Frederick.

the picture is what als's room looked like the day before we left.
scary, and a lack of other photos.