At healing service today we had a sometime parishioner, just back from six weeks or so in New Zealand (he and his wife own a condo there, in Christchurch). He informed me that in New Zealand, it's the first day of summer! Interesting to hear the difference in hemispheres, just as it's truly starting to feel like winter here on the Plateau.
Someone in this family is in the doghouse today:
It's the one with the antlers (this taken 4 years ago, at Christmas). Mr. Buddy, next to her, is a good and faithful friend. But that white one, that Clementine.... Yesterday I got up from my reading and discovered that the back door had blown open, and darlin' Clementine had escaped. When she gets out, she absolutely refuses to come, and stays outside for hours. Yesterday it was nearly 18 hours, as a matter of fact. She stayed close in the yard, after a time, but clearly wanted me to come out and chase her, which I refused to do. I saw her last late last night, on the other side of the highway in front of my house!!! But she could not be cajoled to come home. So this morning there she was, sleeping on the ground outside the back door. When she finally came inside she was soaking wet and had ice on her underside (it was cold last night, but her fur is very thick). I noticed tonight when we walked, she was limping around a little bit from running around so long -- serves her right!
So she's home, safe and sound (I just caught her on the sofa, where she's not allowed), and I'll admit I'm relieved that she came home. But I'm still mad at her, even so.
Today in book group we finally, finally finished Karen Armstrong's The Case for God
It was a great book -- brilliant, in fact. But Armstrong is so obsessively verbose that it was difficult to read. Our group as a whole did not like it because of her writing style, though we have read several of her other books (I found the verbosity annoying in the others, too, but they did not). So now we go on to If God is Love by Gulley & Mulholland. Well, we don't just "go on." We have our annual cookie party next Tuesday, and then we break until after the holidays.
Time to write my gratitudes, walk the dogs, and get to bed! Tomorrow I want to tell you about the conference I attended last month.