On Thursday I went to the dentist twice! Broken tooth, crown problem! Bad news. $$$
Friday we had a couple of workmen scheduled to be at our home; one who could clean carpets, the other who would caulk around our large windows off the front deck.
“I think Winston and I will be gone,” I told Jerry. “We’ll prowl around the mountains, do a little leaf-chasing, shops . . . such as that.”
We did, and though I never forget, the day’s sights caused me to remember again how blessed I am to live in this stunning part of the world.
God made it. Spoke the word. There it stands.