It will be a leisurely day here after church. I'm planning to watch the final round of the Masters in hopes that Tiger will pull ahead and win. They all had a tough day yesterday with a rugged wind. The week ahead has varied events, one of which is that I am hoping to return to a weekly writing routine that I suspended last year when life was blowing me to and fro. It's time to reconnect to writing, and to invest some time in exploring the nooks and crannies of the spiritual life. It's past time, in fact.
I had a nice thing happen yesterday, a sort of Easter gift, in my mind. I was backing out of the driveway to head out on an errand, and just as I neared the street I saw Susan, a woman in the neighborhood I have gotten to know during morning dog walks as our paths crossed on a regular basis. She often had biscuits for the dogs, which offered us both a pause in the journey, and opportunity to do more than wave to each other as we passed. Yesterday's intersection offered us a chance to chat briefly, and as we were bidding farewell she wished me a happy Easter and then said, "love you!" It's nice to know that more than plants are blooming this spring.