WHEN ONE IS TIRED OF LONDON

Saturday morning – brisk but sunny.
The ‘downstate’ year is starting up.

May it be a good one. May it be a fruitful one. May we make as few mistakes as possible and do as much good as possible.

As that character Willie Wonka (sp?) said in The Chocolate Factory , at least I think he said, “So little time; so much to do!”

Young people generally have no idea how important their youth is.

Anyway, the downstate year is starting up.

New study group has begun at Church: as of Saturday, ten or twelve of us gather weekly for two hours to examine the past week in light of certain questions and perspectives and to discuss our new book: Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer.
One of the goals of the book study component of our meetings is to see God at work in the world, in our lives.
Each participant shares as much or as little of the input opportunities as he or she wishes.

Dear Wife has collected the Grandkids and they will stay overnight, going to Church with us tomorrow and then home before Dear Daughter and her husband and his Mom and Dad arrive for his Mom’s birthday party. Is that clear? Sounds too complicated.

New firewood has not arrived yet – but enough is left over for couple of weeks yet.
This afternoon will clear the back deck and cut/split some wood for tonight and tomorrow.
We look forward to buying corn-on-cob for squirrel feeder and peanuts for same little creatures.
Will perhaps add a thistle feeder to the seed feeder.
Had lots of luck last winter with the winter feedings.

And then second car has to be allowed back into garage. Camp gear needs to be stored, moved from its spring/summer billeting in one half the garage.

The seasons cycle – we must look a bit more inward as the temps decline.

And so much going on in the world – the nation – the community.

I have written the following before, but I cannot resist: in the words of Samuel Johnson, “When one is tired of London [or of the world, the nation, the community], one is tired of life.”

So true, so true.