A Creative Respite

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Last week I had the joy of taking a much needed personal respite. I prayed. I journaled. I photographed around the ranch. I turned 31. Things from last week I would recommend to you: The Trattoria Lisina at the Mandola Vineyard and the movie Expelled with Ben Stein (see Voddie's blog). 























See more of the pictures:
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My grandmother's childhood church built in 1886.


























































Trattoria Lisina
































Anne and Steve.
Who's Anne Lively?















Comments

Anne Smith said…
hmmm...i'm glad you had a personal retreat. beautiful. i think some of your friends may be shady. praying for kevin bacon...
9:46 PM
Anne Smith said…
ps pictures of you will soon be appearing on other people's blogs.
9:49 PM
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