The smell of vanilla bean permeates as the flicker from a single flame bounces off the walls exposing hidden cob webs in the corners of the room.
Beautiful old voices bounce off the hard wood floors with the subtle cracks and pops from the record player acting as the sole reminder that the jazz band is not playing live in the living room.
Days like today I find refuge in home.
The cool breeze outside reminds me that fall has come...that the seasons are changing and so are the things for which my heart longs.
Today I crave solitude. Today I crave simplistic comforts: cold hard wood floors, soft blankets and pillows, sweet music, and a puppy I call "Peach" to share this moment.
I hope this Texas fall will stay for awhile.
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- LirSudi
- Truth be told, and I promise you this will be disappointing, there is no great story behind the name. Instead, LirSudi is the product of chance in the form of throwing ones hands down on a keyboard and simply typing "LirSudi.”
Matthew 6:26 (NLT)
Look at the birds. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are?
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