When he was at table with them, he took the bread and blessed and broke it and gave it to them. And their eyes were opened, and they recognized him. And he vanished from their sight. They said to each other, “Did not our hearts burn within us while he talked to us on the road, while he opened to us the Scriptures?” -Luke 24:30-32
Lilian has some luscious photos of Brazilian fruits from her last visit. I thought I should share how beautiful my fig tree is in the rain.
These won't be ripe until mid July. Then Buddy and I will be in stiff competition to see who gets to eat them; he wants them straight off the tree, I want to make fig cookies. It looks like we will have more this year than last.
On the Edge, Precariously
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