Yes, it is warm… And just look at those wonderful clouds!
Today began with a visit to the graveside of my father and young sister, who died 9 years ago to the day. She left behind three young sons, a husband and questions as to why cancer should rob someone at 31.
We stood, three generations, in the drizzle contemplating such things.
At home, a near-16 week child knits together in my wife’s womb: a miracle.
As the pictures above testify, life is both beautiful and brief.