Shannon, my trusty neighbor spotted a mountain lion crossing Phil’s Camino yesterday afternoon. Yes, as in 75 to 275 pound kitty. It’s got my attention. I’ve seen lots of tracks while hunting in the mountains and had one follow me around, which was an interesting sensation, but have never actually seen one. They are usually very reclusive. But we will continue walking and look for more surprises, right?

I’m off to Swedish Hospital today to finish up my three day treatment sequence. Trying to get a little time with Sister Joyce at the Archdiocese. Then visiting an old friend who is in the hospital for a few days.

Then I am in search for a quanity of cannellini beans for a tapas party on Sunday at Quick Rick’s. Making Tuscan white bean spread served with slices of toasted garlic baguette, olives and cheese. This is a recipe from the Jesuits who have a tradition of “preprandials” which is their word for predinner tapas that we know and love.

Here are some words from Jesuit Father Tom Lucas, professor of art and architecture here at Seattle University: the break “gives us a chance to unwind together, share the day’s achievements and challenges, and catch up with each other,” he added. “It provides a small eddy in the river of life for busy and dedicated people.” Nice and that goes for Caminoheads as well.

So, I guess the message today is always take time between mountian lions to have and share tapas! What was that from the 23rd Psalm, “Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runners over”. Yea, love you, Felipe.