First photos of Ohio

I feel like I exhaled so much tension as I took pictures. Blessed with a good chunk of time, I read, wrote, and photographed. The calm was brief. As soon as I check my email or my planner, I'm reminded of all the British Broadcasting I have to read and all the other things there are to be done. For my sanity's sake, I'll keep pulling away and taking pictures, focusing on all that is beautiful or telling or intriguing...

I took some pictures last week when I went to the Gorge with my roommate, Brittany. The Gorge is like a really little, little piece of Glendalough. But it is nature and outside and therefore, smile-provoking.

Proof.





There are shoes in this picture... that's for Susan.


These next two are a couple I took today while wandering around the village of Cedarville. This is where I live for now, so different from where I've been. And yet, still so good and still so saturated with evidence of God.





I like roads. I like driving them, running on them, and the way they can symbolize a journey.