(photo P Volker)
Down to the last few sticks of firewood and the last few handfuls of bird seed here at the ranch. The forces of winter and spring continue to duke it out day by day but neither seems to get the upper hand. And tomorrow is Good Friday the mother of all bitter ends.
Somehow Catherine and I are supposed to show up at church tomorrow morning at 4 AM to do an hour vigil, people are taking turns. OK. that is about my speed sitting in a pew for an hour. I will say a rosary for Jacqui, one of my walkers whose cancer situation finally overwhelmed her. Ahh.
Years ago I gave up doing anything much on Good Friday, no power tools kind of day. Early on I realized I was too distracted by something that happened two thousand years ago. Sometimes we just have to hunker down and wait it out.
long vigil loves, Felipé.
Oh no – not Jackie Proteau?!
Robbi ~ yes, March 18. She was special. Felipé.x
Well said Felipe
Wishing you and all your clan a Happy Easter from us
keep writing and I’ll keep reading and taking it in.
thank you,
Happy Esther Nancy! Felipé.x
Jackie led me to you and to the Veranda. So sad – I didn’t know her well, yet she made a huge impact on me. Her attitude and relationship with God during her decline was awe inspiring. I just sent her a card on 3/23… Thanks for letting me know.
Robbi ~ yes, it is such a loss. I don’t know if she was here once or twice to walk but she left Caminodust behind. I know what you mean. Felipé.x