The Lord is my shepherd; I have all that I need.
He lets me rest in green meadows;
he leads me beside peaceful streams.
He renews my strength.
He guides me along right paths, bringing honor to his name.
Even when I walk through the darkest valley,
I will not be afraid, for you are close beside me.
Your rod and your staff protect and comfort me.
You prepare a feast for me in the presence of my enemies.
You honor me by anointing my head with oil.
My cup overflows with blessings.
Surely your goodness and unfailing love will pursue me all the days of my life,
and I will live in the house of the Lord forever.
Turning fresh fruits into jams and spreads at the farm was a nice break from city life. Of course, I mostly took pictures.
Buddy and KitKat were banned from the kitchen so they didn’t get stepped on. Buddy stood guard at the door until he could come back in.