After a delightful evening at my daughter's -- where I was asked to bring my guitar! -- I found myself awake all of a sudden at 3:30 a.m. I figured a little reading might put me back to bed, but no go. So I emptied the dryer, checked the hygrometer I'm attempting to calibrate, double-checked the lead lines of Clapton's After Midnight, and am generally putzing around the house. Well, it's Sunday, and I have nothing special lined up for the day, so I might as well get my chores done early so I can rack out on the sofa this afternoon.
It will probably interest no one that I spent Friday night and most of yesterday attending something called the Future Church Summit. Church groups from all over the country, and of various Christian denominations did a Zoom meeting with an eye toward where churches are today, in the world of pandemic and changed ways of gathering. Okay, it was the lure of free food that roped me in, but still, I found it quite interesting. But today's focus is going to be mostly human for this being.
So, enjoy the burgeoning Spring. Except you, Sérgio, as I gather your season is moving into Autumn. Still, a lovely time of the year no matter what hemisphere you inhabit!