It’s days like today that make me realize even more how much I’ll miss the summer. It’s warm, in the 60’s, and the clouds have gone away for now. James is roasting the day’s coffee beans, and the occasional ventings from the roaster keep the coffee-house well-scented. Folk music is on the stereo, and the new password for the wi-fi is out, so I can sit here until my battery runs out.
Berkovits is hard to read, though he makes a lot of sense. Perhaps one should not make a habit of reading theology while seated on a comfortable couch. Perhaps one should also remember to take one’s Zantac. The people at Pfizer love me, I’m convinced.
Newton the Cat is now home from his teeth-cleaning. It was more than a cleaning — he had many cavities and now has 4 fewer molars. But you needed to know that, didn’t you? And I am wearing a white sweater and orange Merrell clogs. I never know how personal to get here…
white pebble 