This morning after breakfast and putting Max down for a nap, I went out for a run in beautiful Austria. Running alongside a babbling little river in the flower-covered hillside, I’m not even a little ashamed to admit I felt like running into the field singing “the hills are alive, with the sound of music.”  And reason #126 why I love my husband: on our first hike here in Austria, I told Gray I wanted to do just that, and he immediately beat me to it as he carried Max on his back, singing at the top of his lungs.

Just off the trail this morning, there is this tiny little church in the Austrian hillside. And when you come across something like this, you stop and say a humble thank you to the Big Man upstairs for all the blessings in your life.


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    1. What a wonderful time you must be having…..we all have much to be thankful for, wherever we are. Love the travel log.

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