Glancing to the left, Jeff was surprised to see the small, white church sitting a hundred feet off Highway 85 in the middle of a field of bright, yellow daffodils. He had never seen so many daffodils in his life. There was nothing around except forMoreGlancing to the left, Jeff was surprised to see the small, white church sitting a hundred feet off Highway 85 in the middle of a field of bright, yellow daffodils.
He had never seen so many daffodils in his life. There was nothing around except for the small church in the daffodil-laden field, a parking lot to the rear. He wasn’t sure if he had ever seen a whiter church, it seemed almost to glow in a reflective yellow. The illuminated message sign by the highway is what really captured his attention.