Rarely do I miss a day of blogging, but today it truly was raining hard all day and also I was scheduled to preach in Babb and Browning for the Methodist minister who finally got a weekend off. I was their minister for a year (1988-89) and was a parishioner there in the Sixties, so it's always a pleasure.
The other factor was that Tim Barrus, in pursuit of his little dog "Jack," slipped on a rock and fell, breaking bones. He has avascular necrosis which means his bones are very brittle and a bone break is serious. He is in Europe. Since we write together, we are constantly in touch and this changes some plans. Luckily. he is able to text.
It's cold but I refuse to turn on the heat. It's AUGUST!!!