It is the Weekend!

Walking down the lane this morning, I heard an owl ask my name.

       This morning our house was awake at 5:00 a.m.  The sky was clear, the moon was bright, and as I walked the dogs down the lane to pick up the newspaper, the shadows loomed behind and ahead of us.  Then an owl hooted, "whooooo-whoooo-whooo?" Though I did not see her/him, I knew he/she was close by.  It was a perfect moment. 
       Why, you may ask, are we beginning a weekend so early in the morning?  Today is moving day for my brother-in-law, and we have been recruited to assist.  Since his home is two hours away from ours, it means an early start.  It is the least we can do for the man who looked after our Finnegan, a.k.a. the third child, while we taught overseas. 
        It's going to be a great day.  More tomorrow.

Until then,

Bee Rich