One of the founders of the school brings around a party cart about once a month~this morning she was outside my door with goodies. All I wanted was one of the fun paper straws, but she insisted that I needed something to go with said straw. Shall we just say that with the hit of sugar/caffeine that the songs were zippy in Chapel this morning??
Actually was home while it was light enough for one of my beloved lake walks.
Gorgeous twilight~and now I need to go re-read Jane Kenyon's Let Evening Come.