It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet.... As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye... ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly autumn. ~Washington Irving, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow"

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Wordless Wednesday: My oldest son

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Laura ~Peach~ said...

what a peaceful place and the colors are beautiful... is your son a preacher?

Becky said...

Well, I would have never guessed. And that is no way a reflection on you ;-) Beautiful pic.

Karen Deborah said...

what are they doing? Is this a ceremony? Is your son a minister?