God knocks

Early Saturday morning at the farm, I woke up to the sound of incessant knocking.  I thought someone was at the door, so I stumbled out of bed to go check. 

I checked all the doors, and there was no one there.  Les heard it too, so it wasn't a dream.

But, looking outside I could see how lovely the fog was, so I decided to take some pictures before I went back to bed.

Here are a few for your enjoyment!

  Eventually, Les and I decided that the knocking was God, waking us up so we could take beautiful pictures.

We are seminarians, after all!

Comments

[celeste]

yes. and isn't it the best when we are in a place to answer those knocks?
gorgeous photos.

[Eva]

I love those pictures!
Can we go there, we we come?