It's Friday night and I'm beat, as in dog-tired. I'm a-gonna set down at the table with a cup of joe and listen to the rain on the roof and some restorative music. A friend just sent me a CD of Tracy Nelson singing soul music. She's still got industrial-strength pipes after forty-something years of delivering spectacular country, blues, gospel, and outside-of-any category songs to melt your heart. Wish I could turn up the volume loud enough for y'all to hear it.

I hope Jan takes care of herself. Blessed are those who also stand and wait. We're human BEings, not human DOings.

I hope you have a wonderful Easter, wherever you are.

Elmer