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.