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Good Tidings in the Mail

Look what came in the mail today. Two heart rocks in a cool box, with a delightful poem from my old friend Marie. How perfect is this?!

Look at this beautiful 

heart shaped rock

I found it this morning 

on my morning walk.

 

I've been looking for one

since I read your first book

I thought it wouldn't hurt 

to take a look.

 

This is my Song

I just love this place.

We had such a nice Easter, full of friends, family and good news -- my daughter JJ is the new principal of the Unalaska Dutch Harbor elementary school-- and our surfing son is heading home from Australia to fish this summer-- the four local grandchildren tumbled about in Easter dresses in church on Sunday, and our little Episcopal mission church was even crowded and I'm still singing alleluias.  

Holy Days, Holy Week.

 

An April Afternoon 

 Mix a bowl of blue sky, lightly spun clouds, and a flowing tide with a happy dog's tail. Walk and Stir. Sift  twice.  Breathe, listen and look. Before you serve up gratitude, say a little Grace. Nothing fancy. Thank you is plenty.

 

Sunday's Thought

"When peace like a river attendeth my way,

When sorrows like sea billows roll;

Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,

'It is well, it is well, with my soul.' "   --  A nice old Hymn that we sang today at the Blessing of the Fleet.

First Friday!

(Note that the previous title wrongly declared this to be the First Friday of August. The error was due to an auto-correct  feature that isn't as smart as it ought to be. It is definitely only April. You haven't missed summer. Phew.)

Thursday Briefing

First, I’m on the mend, thanks to antibiotics. I tried all my home remedies and finally admitted defeat, and I’m glad I did. I feel much better but still have a nasty cough. It’s been going around though. One friend has had it for a month, another two weeks, and both say (just like I do) “And I never get sick!” One theory is that Haines vacationers brought it back from Hawaii with them. 

Sunday's Thought(s)

My brain is rattled every time I sneeze or cough or the dogs bark, which are all often, as I have the flu, and I am caring for the grand dogs until their basketball star owners return on the ferry.

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