I like a day that belongs to me, with nothing on calendar, nothing to do but sink deeper into Retirement with a capital "R" - - wilderness, a desert of sorts. Some days are like that, some not. Saturday was, but not Sunday, not yesterday Monday, not today Tuesday, not Wednesday tomorrow when Linda's car has an 8:30 shop appointment, show up and wait. Today is Pruitt then maybe Simply Seafood but don't tempt the Lord thy God with thy fixed calendar, nomesane? +++++++++  Yesterday, Monday morning, Happy Papa: sardines for breakfast. Unless I'm enjoying them with saltine crackers (a carb that's known to put me down) I often like mustard on sardines. Monday morning, French's regular yellow mustard on - - actually these were sprats from the Baltic. Sprats are almost but not quite noticeably different from sardines, enough though that I'm sticking with sardines. A Fathers' Day gift honoring my taste for sardines, the turquoise dish may be sized just ri...

  Yesterday was Flag Day with the military parade in WashingtonDC, today is Fathers' Day with a porterhouse steak waiting for me to grill it outside on 7H porch. And tenderloin steaks for Kris and Linda.  Today is also a beautiful day in the neighborhood. There's another picture, looking east. About the military parade, I watched it on television. NewsNation did a good job with full screen coverage, and the talking heads they had on were not negative and critical.  The marching soldiers were straight-faced and out of step, but to march in step you must hear marching music with a distinctive beat, and they didn't have that, so it was okay.  The soldiers driving tanks and other armor vehicles were smiling, conversing with each other, waving to the crowds, and saluting the grandstand: more informal than not, and they seemed happy and proud to be there. So, the parade did not come across as a political event, it was more informal than quick-step-march, and, though a news...

  It's Friday the 13th:  If you go down in the woods today, you better not go alone It's lovely down in the woods today, it's safer to stay at home For every bear that ever there was, will gather there for certain because Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic Nice out here on 7H porch. Nice temperature, pleasant Florida humidity, nice very light breeze. Tide's in and the surface is lapping noisily ashore seven levels down. It's a good day to be alive. Sometimes sitting here looking out over St Andrews Bay where my family arrived in 1908 or 1909 and where my father grew up, the thought goes through me that, "Oh, it's such a beautiful day, too bad that my father is missing it." It's an eccentric thought because I'm an eccentric person. My homiletics (preaching) professor at theological seminary once told me, "You have a very eccentric preaching style, but it seems to work well for you, so fine." Once, while I was Interim...

Williams: What I’ve most wanted to convey, I suppose, is that sense of the enrichment just around the corner of your vision, the perspective of that eternally overflowing source of love and mercy and how that lights up everything.  (Rowan Williams, intellectual, academic theologian, poet, former Archbishop of Canterbury). +++++++++ My all Time one and only favorite hymn, several verses of it sung, by my choice, as the opening hymn at my ordination as an Episcopal priest half my lifetime ago. To this I bind myself: 1. I bind unto myself today The strong Name of the Trinity, By invocation of the same The Three in One and One in Three. 2. I bind this day to me forever By power of faith, Christ's incarnation; His baptism in the Jordan river, His death on Cross for my salvation; His bursting from the spicèd tomb, His riding up the heav'nly way, His coming at the day of doom I bind unto myself today. 3. I bind unto myself the power Of the great love of cherubim; The sweet "Well ...