I didn’t sleep well last night.
But I can see the moon.
A Canadian Comes Back from Being in China (2004-25)
I am working the rest of the week but I sure could use a few classes from Spain or Italy this afternoon.
I have learned that it is the habit of Spaniards and Italians to have later dinners. That is, they have their supper at 9:00 PM while it is our practice (that be of the Mama K house) to sup at 5:00 PM or so.
Scrambling this morning but I have extended my Duolingo streak and said my obligatory good mornings to two up-and-at-em geezers.
Meanwhile, how about this red sky?
In Minnedosa, the past two days, I raised nearly 1400 dollars. We meet this 91 year old Ukranian woman who was alive and driving. She called Tony a sweetheart. She told me that her secret to a long life was to not stop. In her case, it was to not stop farming. One gentleman asked me if I was retired. I answered that I was piecing together a living still.
At the church, I was able to nab books by Father Groeschel and Thomas Merton.