Unfortunately, I must post-pone our fourth installment on “Intentionality” until next week.
About 9 a.m. this morning, workers began blasting the old chipped paint off the house next door, and they have no idea when they will be finished. The paint job will be a welcome relief to the neighborhood, but there’s no way to record around the work.
I’m not sure what day might be best; I thought of waiting until next Saturday, but with Monday being a holiday, perhaps I’ll combine today’s entry with Tuesday’s entry on Monday.
Surprises keep us supple.
Until then, I hope you enjoy enjoy this poem from Mary Oliver.
The photo is of a dwarf sunflower — just a foot tall — in the garden and getting reading to open.
Peace and beauty until we’re together again — JH