Your life is like the morning fog…

Surviving or thriving –

If I went somewhere special on a foggy day, I would probably grumble a little. Thank God for people like Julie! Not only an absence of grumbles, but a richness of love, life and God in pictures and words. A celebration of living – a celebration of loving!

Let’s not just survive – let’s THRIVE!!

I Sing Because I'm Free

IMG_4716 The garden at Swanannoa Palace

all that remains

left to decay

a faint whisper

of yesterday

once a fairytale

they say

covered in blankets

of fog so gray

on a mountaintop

tucked far, far away

Your life is like the morning fog—

it’s here a little while, then it’s gone.  James 4:14

IMG_4745 Swannanoa Palace

What little girl doesn’t want to be a princess when she grows up?  I sure did!  And I still do…I couldn’t wait to visit this old palace at the foot of the Blue Ridge Parkway this past weekend!

 Swanannoa Palace was built in 1912 by James H. Dooley for his wife as a summer vacation home. They both passed away a few years after it was completed, and it has been unoccupied for many years.  Despite the deterioration of this once beautiful home, the current owner opens the Palace for tours several times a year- but…

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