The "retreat" weekend was great. (Why do we call it a retreat when we we get away for a while and prepare advance?)
I had time to fellowship, catch up on my reading, and learn from the insight and experiences of others.
The only problem was the large amount of food and not being able to read sometimes becauseof the noise or interruptions into my "private" time.

Last night when Pretty and I were walking I wondered about the owels. I have not heard or seen any for many weeks.
This morning I could hear the mournful sound of an owel calling out. These are little owels and the kind of warble rather than hoot.
It was nice to hear.

Carol got up in the middle of the night and I found her asleep on a chair.
Her recently repaird foot has been hurting a lot.

God bless