The Hens Know Something

Just a nice photo.  Thanks Kelly.
Just a nice photo. Thanks Kelly.

I can whine with the best of them but I will try and wrap up my winter blues whining today. We have a new month, there is noticeably more light to the day, bulbs are sending up shoots and maybe the best thing, the hens are laying again. Wiley and I had fresh neighborhood eggs for breakfast a few moments ago to celebrate. So things are happening in the spring department, time to get with it Felipe.

Time to get positive, get moving, right? One of the nurses at the hospital wanted me to bring her some rhubarb plants, time to dig those up. Terry from Sabbath Moment was over Saturday and gave me some ideas about blogging and bible study that are useful and maybe lead to a few changes. Our Jennifer has been worried about me and I need to do something about that. She doesn’t any extra worry. Yea, stuff going on.

Pilgrim Farmer John checked in last night with a comment on “What Is Love?” which is lovely. The post was part of the reading that I heard on Sunday morning at church here and he read at his Iowa church. He was the lector which he has been doing for a long while apparently. We are learning more about him as time goes on. But the main thing is that he has to fight choking up sometimes while reading particularly juicy parts of the bible. This happens to Caminoheads.

OK, time to walk here in a few moments. We are getting down the road to Burgos and the Cathedral there and thoughts of historical guys like El Cid. Burgos is where Kelly and I last saw Gracie our Australian Camino buddy. She was the one who saved my head from bonking on the stone floor of the church where I passed out. Falling into the arms of Grace I call it. A Camino moment, a Camino buddy for sure. God bless you Gracie.

And God bless you and your day, love, Felipe.