Reflections – Two

Sunday morning.  Lake Michigan and the sky are the same pale grey.  I cannot see where one ends and the other begins.  The green leaves on various trees are almost still.  If I look closely, I see a few leaves in the smallest breeze.

I’ve worked hard these last years and written a great deal.

I think it’s time to be more simple again.

The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.

Psalm 23: 1 (KJV)