I watched on Sunday as Peyton let the wind whip her hair and Creation amaze her.   I couldnt help but break into smile myself.   Joy is like that.  When you see it expressed, it is contagious.

Sitting in the sun writing each morning this week, my skin growing a deeper caramel with each passing day, I have found myself giddy with delight.    So much so that I sent Taralyn a cheesy text moments ago alerting her that I have the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart.

To look at how God holds steady to a life, to then find words to share and express that Beauty, is one of the richest endeavors my heart can imagine.