I took my first outdoor walk of the year yesterday. At 68 degrees, it was an unseasonably warm day and sunny. I started out to get the mail and when I hit the end of the driveway, I just kept walking up the road. The neighbor’s cows were not out. I wonder why. There was a big old crow sitting on a branch yakkin’ away at me. Lots of road kill. I noticed the trash in the ditches and vowed that this year, I WILL bring a bag with me when I walk and do some cleaning up. I sang songs from “South Pacific.”
When I was a mile and a half up the road, Bernie was coming back from town and he stopped to pick me up.
Today promises to be even warmer. I don’t know what God is up to these days, but I think, when I finish enjoying my day, I will leave him a tip.