We’ve left southern Texas, dry and hot, for central Arkansas, which so far has been wet and cool.  It’s raining this morning with occasional bouts of thunder.  Mister Guy, attempting to seem unconcerned, nevertheless somehow winds up on someone’s chest as soon as the thunder starts to roll.  He’s curled up and sleeping on J’s chest at the moment, ( Read more... )

J’s work is pretty much wrapped up; enough that he won’t have to go to the customer site this week.  Since we’ve already extended our stay (no refunds, the signs say sternly) we’ll be taking the time to recuperate from all that driving and do some spring RV cleaning.

We’ve been driving the highways across East Texas a time or two; the bluebonnets ( Read more... )

I finally got to my church in Thorndale for the first time in months.  It was a lovely service and quite a few people came up and greeted me, which was nice!  I always leave with hymns floating through my head.  Often it's the ones we sang that morning, but sometimes not.  Today was such a beautiful day that this one came to mind.

For the beauty ( Read more... )

We sang two hymns in church this Sunday in honor of the holiday.  America the Beautiful, and this one, that I had not heard before.  It's apropos to the holiday and the times, as it was when it was written in the 1930's.  The music is the Finlandia Hymn; you can find midis of the tune here, as Be Still my Soul (tinny but recognizable), and here ( Read more... )