Cold damp, from a much needed rain, was the atmosphere of the

day, with a warming to perfected seventies assured, I met with  my

Wished For daughter for the first time in eleven months.

A touring visit to my Author’s Abode, secreted away in plain sight, then breakfast and later, church.

There were lots of hugs, and genuine love and gratefulness for

a time of worship together with friends.

Later we visited more beloveds in the nursing home and then lunch

with more beloveds.