I saw this pic on another blog the other day, and couldn’t resist pirating it. It’s supposedly an authentic picture. Even if it’s not, it reaffirmed my belief that going to the mountains is FAR better than going to the beach. God gave me feet to climb. If He’d wanted me to swim, I’d have flippers.
(No comments from family about the size/shape of my feet)
There. I posted. Shallow end and all. Happy Jr.?