We are in a rainy patch here but there has to be SOME Indian Summer in our future. Janet from LA was going to come up but she is having second thoughts. But I think this precipitation is temporary.

I started knocking the corn down yesterday. Running the mower over the field to chop everything up and get ready for rototilling. Kind of sad. But the cycles go on. Want to get the clover cover crop planted this month so need to get started.

The corn always seems to go too quickly. It is good for such a short window. But I’m happy with the crop this year feeding all the pilgrims.

My Rebecca and I started proofreading a word document from Catalina which will be a chapter in her new book. Our part is about the trail and the blog and the film. Fun and humbling to read her take on the whole deal. I think most of the time we live our lives the best we can and don’t see how it fits into history and the bigger picture. We are thankful to her for having the expertise to dig that perspective out.

The poor girl read the whole blog also which gives me a headache just thinking about it. But she recovered some interesting Felipé quotes which was the idea. That’s what scholars do. But I’m saying,“Really, did I write that?”

Anyway, it is cool to read her words and see her view on the situation. It is sort of like the drone shots in the Phil’s Camino films. It’s a wider angle than we are used to.

My Rebecca’s first day of substitute teaching today. Back to school is here once again. Of course that means football season which is OK with me.

I have a visitor tomorrow from out of town. He was on the trip to Lourdes with the Padre and myself last year. It will be good to see him and catch up.

Well, that is the news here in early September. Wrapping up the summer is a job that requires care as you don’t want to rush it, it might stage a revival unexpectedly and you already through out the marshmallows.

revival loves, Felipé.