awaiting the ransom

Along the road to Clingman's Dome / Smokies
By the end of October, temperatures are just cold enough to cause little rivulets to freeze during the night. Not long after this photo was made, the sun up came over the ridge and melted the thin coating of ice that had formed over the leaf.
 

"Bring my soul out of prison,
So that I may give thanks to Thy name;
The righteous will surround me,
For Thou wilt deal bountifully with me."
Psalm 142:7

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