Peace: Now There's a Label I Can Embrace

I don't usually like labels. Even when reading Kinley a favorite book, I cringe a little when the little dog identifies "fat, thin, short and tall" as some of the words he knows.

But, sometimes, the labels just fit.
Peace Creek? Yes indeed.

I zoomed over the bridge on 4th Street near our home at 55 MPH. (Really, officer.) And I noticed the yellow wildflowers dressed for fall and nestled against the meandering creek banks.

So I went back the next day for a longer look.

Sometimes, it pays to slow down.

However, there's no slowing down scheduled for some weeks in life, and this is one of those. After a weekend of helping to wrangle 21-month-old and 20-month-old flower girls, it's a week packed full to the brim. (There will definitely be more of Kinley's and Hannah's debut as flower girls, but here's a quick preview. Such a fun weekend!)

Cousins Hannah & Kinley - Rehearsal for Uncle Drew & Aunt Kate's wedding

This morning, I have to pick up Randy at Miller Seed Farms at 8 AM. I have a noon meeting in Pratt for South Central Community Foundation. I have oodles to do before I serve a noon PEO luncheon tomorrow. And I have to take Randy back to Miller Seed Farms to pick up the truck filled with seed wheat. There will probably be some other trips to the field thrown into the mix for good measure.

Whew! I will try to keep "Peace" in my mind, even in the craziness.