Ooh, I love this! Classic interfaces make chatting fun.

We’ve been putting up drywall inside, pulling weeds outside. Dusty work. It’s summer here. On the hill where I live, bushes line the top ridge of some mossy rocks. The trees are dense, their branches swaying with relief in the breeze. I can hear my wind chimes softly clatter. It’s just another morning, but my neighbor’s chickens have much to discuss among themselves. As I bow to my altar, a steamy offering of tea tickles at my nose.

Today’s prayer: hang in there, friend! This world is better with you in it.