Toccoa Falls always beautiful—exactly what the name means in Cherokee.

My first and only shot of a butterfly of the season.

Told my sweet neighbor: “From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets, the name of the Lord is to be praised.” Psalm 113: 3

The setting of the sun in Toccoa.

Here’s the bits and pieces of living in Toccoa—morning deer that cross my property to get to my neighbor’s fig tree! Sweet.