THE FINER THINGS

The year is hurrying on toward conclusion.

Today, Thursday is wife’s volunteer day at Granddaughters’ school. She assists in three classrooms: classrooms of Granddaughter One and Two, and in the room of a good friend from her days of active teaching.

Here at The Study we did ‘homefront’ things, The Study things: we wrote and filed papers; made phone calls; monitored tv, radio, and ‘net’ info sources; read newspaper(s); and then progressed on to provisioning The Study; feeding feathered ‘friends’; working in the ‘back forty’; cooking; making cocktails for ‘the hour’; and on it went.

In the course of this most pleasant day, a respite day from the depressing news of politics, we are reminded of the finer things as referenced by Gus McCrea in that splendid Lonesome Dove:

The smile of a beautiful woman; the taste of good whisky; and a beautiful sunrise or sunset.

The glass is not half empty. It is half full.

The Republic is resilient.

We have all sorts of reasons to be confident.

Smile at your wife or significant other. Or, for that matter, at any fellow human you feel like smiling at. Pour a finger or two of a single malt. Get out and enjoy the rising or setting sun.

This is the day Our Lord hast made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it.

Don't substitute 'she' for 'he'. Don't substitute 'God' for 'He' in a prayer.

Recite the prayer: Lord, I may be busy this day and forget Thee.
Please do not forget me.