Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Feeling a little stranded

Looking north towards the Canadian border.

First entrance into town...
You can get out of town if you have to - you can get a ride through the 8" of water flowing over hwy. 18 - or if you have a 4WD vehicle, I think you can go yourself. I'm trying to make my groceries last...


Second entrance into town...
The south entrance that turns to gravel...

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Psalm 127

1.Unless the Lord builds the house, its builders labor in vain...
3.
Sons are a heritage from the Lord, children a reward from him.
4. Like arrows
in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth.
5. Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them. They will not be put to shame when they contend
with their enemies in the gate.