Well. We're down over here. A little mastitis, some feverishness, some overnight travel, some viral stuff, keenly aware of, and sick of, personal faults... and that's just Mama Bear! Really, for not actually being sick, I haven't felt so bad in a while! I'm starting to think like my mom, who has believed most of her life that really she ought to have been a member of the aristocracy. You know, with servants to take care of everything! That's what I'm saying-- where are the servants??
It also seems that just a week ago, I was focused, trusting, had perspective. These things seem to have slid (slided? slidden?) Out the (drafty? draughty?) window. Now accepting applications for hired (or volunteer) help. Prayers appreciated.
As always, the photography is Paul's.