A Quiet Day

A good and ordinary day. Did laundry. Wrote letters to my friends without computers. Spent lots of time with the kids and visiting elders. Met the returning math teacher. Made traditional grass dolls for the children, gathered wild mint and sang songs on our evening walk. I'm moving from reporting to reflecting, so God's sled dog may be a bit more prayerful and a bit less chatty in days ahead. Blessings.


A birch tree swing


Raising the bar


Down by the Riverside