"When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?"
Thursday, July 17, 2008
The empty house behind us has a pear and an apple tree in the yard. But no one lives there, and the fruit is left for the birds and squirrels and raccoons.
Maybe I should sneak over there and pick it myself.