Misty Day.

 Misty Day.

 

We had some rain last night and more a few times today, but mostly the air is just heavy with mist. It is nice really, but we need the real thing in some adequate measure to fill up the lakes. I know: gripe, gripe, gripe. Should be thankful for whatever we get.

 

A group of yellow-headed black birds landed out in the back yard near the chicken feeder. They are cleaning up whatever the freaking ducks have not eaten. Guess it should not bother me that the ducks come and mess up the water since the new water cans make it easier to keep the water for the hens clean. Guess the old woman needs to fill up the feeders INSIDE the coops.

 

Thompson came in a few minutes ago to tell me that it was his dinner time. We have come to some understanding about this situation. He grumbles if he wants a cookie (the dog kind), but he “talks” when it is time for real dog food. Such a critter!

 

It has been very quiet around here today. Certainly easier to breathe since the pollen and dust got a bit of a wetting down. Hoping that tomorrow will be much easier for Patty. Her step-son and his wife plan to visit tomorrow. Noticed that the neighbor directly across the road has had visitors today as well. Holidays are like that for most folks.

 

Got some dried apricots at United the other day when meat shopping. No, they were in a separate area, but that is beside the point. We used to have apricot trees here on this hill, but have just about decided that trying to grow any kind of fruit is just pretty hopeless. Bores always end up killing the trees.

 

Read some more Torah today: Matthew. Yes, shockingly the NT is part of the Torah. Matthew was Jewish and wrote either in Hebrew or Aramaic. Bradford’s discussion of who wrote when and how was interesting, but even more so the reasoning for why and to whom Matthew wrote was intriguing.

 

Thompson just made me move my legs so he could get under my desk. Thunder does that around here. This entire next week may be a bit wet and stormy. No biggie as long as the tornadoes and hail storms remain away from any city.

 

Have some “fresh” unexpired beans on soaking to cook tomorrow. Threw out the chick peas, black-eyed peas, and two pounds of red beans in various places after soaking them. We will see if they sprout. Judie Brunson was talking about expired canned foods, but who knew that our dried beans would go bad!

 

Be grateful for spring, the growing grass, the birds that sing every day—especially when it is time to wake up—and all the many blessings that God has given us. Then stop to think why we ALL have hope in a life that will be with God. Forgiveness, His grace, is ours if we accept the sacrifice of His son.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.