But Peter rose and ran to the tomb; stopping and looking in, he saw the linen cloths by themselves; and he went home wondering at what had happened.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Nebraska Sandhills
Nebraska is not completely flat. Just ask one of the 600 bicyclers who pedaled across it last week, including John's 70-year-old mother. She and four of her cycling friends (all at least several years younger than she) stayed here overnight on their way east. They were tired of eating the sloppy joes provided by host communities en route, so we gave them steak and cake --a big slab of Nebraska beef with all the trimmings, followed by a slice of rich chocolate that Audrey worked over at her cake decorating class earlier that day.
The bikers.
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Audge is wonderful!!!!!
Her roses look very good!!
And Mrs. Wood is amazing! I don't think I would try biking 600 miles!! Bravo for her!
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