BACK HOME AGAIN

I was fortunate enough to travel back to Indiana the first week of May. In my opinion, May is the best month in Indiana. The bluegill are on the nest. The trees are a vibrant green. The turkeys are gobbling. And you might run into some wild morel mushrooms.




May in Indiana brings to mind some Rich Mullins' lyrics from the song "The Color Green":
"Be praised for all your tenderness by these works of your hands. Suns that rise and rains that fall to bless and bring to life your land. Look down upon this winter wheat and be glad that you have made blue for the sky and the color green that fills these fields with praise."

I was also blessed to hang with family and friends. There are some friends I can go a couple of years without seeing but then when we do see each other it's like we don't miss a beat.

One of the main reasons for the trip was to finally see my new nephew, Cooper Crane. He was a blast to hold and play with.

Zach, Cooper, and Julia are all smiles.