Hope you have enjoyed your weekend and been able to do lots of things you like!
Today started off again cool and misty, but turned hot and humid by the time I was ready to go out.
Yesterday I discovered the chalk drawing on the paving stones in front of the west door of the basilica. I don't know who made it, but whoever it was poured out his/her heart for God and the world to see:
The text at the right means, 'I don't know where to go. Where is my temple?'
The text in the middle: 'What do tears taste like?'
I found it very moving, and perhaps this is a good way of journaling - to write things down for all to see, and let them be washed away by the next rain shower.
This is a very colourful time of year. The flowers are all in full bloom, and soe are even turning to seed:
There's enough for the crows and ravens to eat their fill:
The apples are ripening on the trees in the park:
The meadows behind the house are full of Queen Anne's lace:
The corn is already bigger than I am:
And I had fun watching the farmer bale the hay - the hay gets swept into the red contraption behind the tractor, then it opens up and a lovely, round bale drops out.
Have a great day, take care, and thanks a lot for coming by!