A Cloudy November Day
Guilt has finally overcome me. I know that I need to post more for the "faithful." And by "faithful" I mean me. I'm tired of seeing the same text on my web page. "Someone should really do something about that," I think to myself. This thought is, of course, followed by a moment of self-projected shame. Anyway, I remedy that (if ever so slightly) today.
The turkey is gone. All that remains of the Thanksgiving feast are good memories and some scrumtrulescent corn pudding. Yet another holiday has been successfully executed. I held off my tryptophan-induced nap until three hours after the meal – a new record. But today the sky is grey. The water on the lake is still. Today is the kind of day when all you want to do is throw on your favorite John Tesh album and enjoy your favorite couch. I don't have that luxury today for time is of the essence. In preparation for my coming experience in Africa, I am to read and reflect (1-2 pages) on four books. Thankfully ('tis the season), these books are real winners … instigators of thought and self-examination. But sadly, there is a due date associated with their completion and I must leave you.
Books to enjoy with a warm beverage and John Tesh: