Saturday, September 22, 2018
First day of fall
The words are from the hymn For the Beauty of the Earth. It's interesting to me that, long before my mother knew Jesus as her Savior, she recognized to Whom praise was due for our blessings.
The photo here is so reminiscent of the area of New Hampshire where I grew up. I don't think the photo was necessarily taken there, but it looks so much as if it could have been. I'm guessing this is why my mother was moved to save the magazine page.
I'm thankful that we live in the digital age, for I could just scan this lovely illustration, crop out most of the tattered edges, and then throw the paper away. (To see the photo in its entirety, just double click on it.)
Hope you have enjoyed this bit of vintage fall loveliness today!