In a dim light…

I’m thinking of my diverse afternoon: set the sprinklers in the flower beds,  split a bottle of  Trappist Ale, watched the Cardinals lose … to the Cubs, some LeBron James … what an athlete, Talladega for a final lap wreck. Time for supper.

At Mass this morning, I couldn’t stop thinking about tomorrow’s talk at the prison.

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