Not a great beach day. It looks like a good day to be in the shop. Have a door project going for Wiley’s place. In most ways this virus hasn’t slowed me down much. Life on the ranch is just all pretty local. Just need some diesel fuel and beer once in a while.

I see in America magazine where the Grand Master of the Order of Malta recently passed away. One of my major claims to fame is that I glimpsed him for a few seconds in Lourdes while I was on pilgrimage in 2018. I see where he was much loved by Papa Francis. May the good man rest in peace.

I know Pilgrim Farmer John is planting his corn crop now in Eastern Iowa. Life on the farm there goes on despite dicey markets. We here are scheduled to plant May 11. This current rain isn’t helping with warming of our soil. So maybe I will hold off a week. Don’t know.

My Rebecca is moving on with her healing. I am getting pretty good with my redressing duties I might add. So, we are looking for a good conclusion there. Healing takes time, no way around it.

Well, kind of a little bit of this and a little bit of that kind of day. That’s it, just have to go with. Not everyday has to have a parade or a flyover. Could go for a baseball or football game once in a while though. Oh well.

Healing takes time loves, Felipé.