Mohican State Park, Loudonville, Ohio
On the twenty-fourth day of the first month, as I was standing on the bank of the great river, the Tigris, I looked up and there before me was a man dressed in linen, with a belt of the finest gold around his waist. His body was like chrysolite, his face like lightning, his eyes like flaming torches, his arms and legs like the gleam of burnished bronze, and his voice like the sound of a multitude. ~ Daniel 10:4-6 According to the Hebrew calendar, this would’ve taken place on April 23, 536BC. Some believe this godly man was the archangel Gabriel who’d spoken to Daniel before. Some believe it to be the pre-incarnate Jesus. Those who would call him Jesus, say it’s because of the description of the way he’s dressed that so closely matches the description of Jesus in Revelation 1. But those who believe it to be Gabriel, point to the fact that in Daniel 10:13, the man mentions being detained by a demon and needing the help of the archangel Michael to fight him off. As much as I’d like to believe it to be Jesus, I have to go with Gabriel for that reason. The King of Kings certainly would not be detained by a demon and need the help of an angel.
It’s Tuesday and the weatherman has predicted spectacular weather for today, but rain and chilly for the next two days – when we’re at the cabin. ☹ We’ll be fine. There’s a hot tub and an indoor pool, and games, and of course, plenty of food.
We spent the entire morning prepping food for the cabin, packing and working on our birthday/get well/Halloween gift for Martha. It turned out well! To make it even more personal, we’ve played Scrabble with Rich and Martha for decades, so the presentation of the gift was a hit.
We felt very ambitious for our first outing in six weeks or so. We took on a long and arduous hike despite the very clear warning signs. But we handled the steep .8-mile incline very well! Guess our bodies still remember what it’s like to exert ourselves.
So much more beautiful than the pictures show!
When we were done with that, we drove to the fire tower and took on an additional 137 steps. Unfortunately, the very top platform was sealed shut, but we could still take in the wonderous beauty surrounding us!
You’re just dying to know what a perilous passerine is aren’t you? Well, besides sounding cool when you use it in a sentence, a passerine is nothing more than a bird that can perch. So what we have is a dangerous perching bird.
And now the question becomes – – why am I telling you this?
As we were descending the fire tower, we passed a man ascending who told us a sordid tale of a vulture that had flown right into his headlight just a few moments before he arrived. When we got to the bottom, we saw the busted headlight, and all the Halloween gore impaled on the broken glass. I didn’t take a picture. Aren’t you glad?
How about using our new word in a sentence? I was driving down the road when a perilous passerine destroyed my headlight! What if it’d hit my windshield??
Following story time, we drove to the covered bridge and walked from there to the dam for another short hike before heading home for the day.
This time, I suggested it. : )
you just can’t see it from where Blaine was standing. : )
I’ve got my hand in it.
These teeny insects were crawling on a rotting log. I searched and searched but couldn’t find out what they were. I found a few aphids that had that white fluff, but the rest of the body wasn’t right, and the others had wings which these did not.
One of God’s little mysteries, I guess. : )
Everyone we saw stopped to rest on the provided benches.
Tomorrow we begin our cabin stay!