So we all woke up to a new day today.  Some of you woke up feeling happy and some of you felt like you’d been kicked in the stomach, but the sun still rose and life goes on.  I woke up early this morning and began practicing what I preached last night…praying for our president-elect and for the country.

There is still beauty in the world, as my camera found on this trip:

Lynden, WA reminds me of Door County, WI… except with mountains!

The view from Aunt Marg’s back yard

Geese flying together

The sun setting over Wiser Lake as seen from Aunt Marg’s back step

It was windy yesterday and the lake, which is usually smooth as glass, produced some small breakers.

Aunt Marg relaxing in her living room

Mark and I had treated Aunt Marg to dinner last night, which we took to her place and ate while we were watching the election results, so this morning Aunt Marg took us out for breakfast at the Rusty Wagon.  She’s a sweet and gracious woman.

Two of the Republicans I love were facing me at breakfast this morning.

There’s this stretch of highway near Lake Samish, south of Bellingham, that I have loved ever since I first saw it as a child. This is part of it.

Mount Saint Helens, the volcano that blew its top on May 19, 1980.

Self portrait!

Crossing the river from Washington to Oregon at sunset

Mt Hood at dusk

The God who created such beauty surely has our best in mind.  It would please Him to no end if we would now live by the Golden Rule: Do unto others as you would have others do unto you.  Be kind to each other and do all the good you can to bring healing to the nation.