contemplativeSo this day has gone by. This afternoon I read my books on the Acts of the Apostle. I watered my wild flowers and lawn. We have a nice backyard and a nice front yard. We live in a nice quiet neighborhood. We live in a middle-class neighborhood. There are on our street five single women, a retired nurse, a school teacher, a nurse that works in an office, another school teacher and a retired lady. Most families on our block have grown children. Oh, there is one single fellow who is a Youth Minister a couple houses down from us. Most of the people on our street have children who have grown up and have gotten married. On the corner east of us is a doctor with a family. I saw this doctor this afternoon mowing his lawn. He was wearing a very large floppy straw hat as he mowed. The doctor and his wife have a big vegetable garden and they also raise chickens. In the morning I can hear their chickens clucking away. On Sundays I always see this young doctor with his wife and four kids walking to church. Down the street from us is a large Vineyard Ministry Church.
Tonight since there is nothing on television worth watching so I have been reading, "Making Things Better" a novel by Anita Brookner.
My wife got up this evening around 6:15 PM to get ready for work. She left for work at 7:55 PM. My wife is a Rapid Response nurse at a nearby hospital. I think she is off tomorrow night.
I thought about writing about some other things, but now all that seems old hat. I suppose I will close to read and wander the house. Existence keeps speeding by.
