It’s is in His Hands

Leaves

With eyes as big as walnuts I looked at my calendar, and flipped it to the page that said, “October”…already?┬áThis wasn’t going as planned. Leaves were falling off of yawning trees, large, salmon colored moons, pass over earth, the chill Autumn breeze whips through my hair, still, no buyer. Not a single offer since we put the house on the market in August. I shook my head. Apple season had come, we were are thinking about plans for Reformation day, (October 31st), and I was going shopping for winter clothes…still, not a single person was able to claim this house as their new home. Continue reading

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