Winter rain. I usually love it. This weekend, not so much.
Thank you for all your prayers and emails. We said our goodbyes to Uncle Trent yesterday. There were around 500 people at the funeral. He always loved a big crowd.
I found my camera. It was lost during our temporary apartment stay. I’m so glad to have her back. I walked around the house snapping a few shots, feeling more myself than I have been in months. Spring is far away, but it’s alive and well in this place.