Hail to you, glorious Lord!
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May plain and hillside praise you
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May plain and hillside praise you
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Outskirts of Albuquerque13 September 2006
Celtic Christian Spirituality, page 28
Click photo above to enlarge. Sit. Look. Listen for the plains to praise the glorious Lord.
--the BB
4 comments:
Thanks, BB. Just what the doctor ordered.
Thanks, BB. Just what the doctor ordered.
Paul, I passed through Albuquerque when I flew in on the way to Santa Fe. I saw very little of it but the airport and the outskirts, such as the scene in your picture.
After living my life in the swamps, I don't believe I could live in dry country.
Grandmère, ne me dis pas que tu étais si près et ne m'as pas visité! Je suis désolé.
I live fairly near to the airport. It is on the SE corner of town and I am in the far SW corner.
After having lived in the Mediterranean climate of Central and coastal California and now here, I can assure you I could never live in the humidity of the swamps. I loved my one April visit to New Orleans but am certain the summers would give me the vapors. I not only enjoy dry air (most of the time), I am an unreformed heliolater, no doubt confirming the bishop of Abuja's suspicions. I love soaking up sunshine (with SPF zero).
I cook with real butter (a Swede can do no other) and cream upon occasions. So there, vices all over the place.
Thanks for risking the desert; I hope you had a blessed time in Santa Fe.
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