Outside of an early-morning breakfast and an evening worship service, I've spent the day writing. Two essays, a column, and an article to be published on a foundation web site. All in a day's work. But it's been quite some time since I churned out this much material in a few hours.
This morning, at breakfast, I had three people tell me that they look forward to my monthly column. Really? Folks actually read it? There's no accounting for taste.
Tonight . . . more writing. The world series? Some reading? Pouring Trick-or-treat candy in the bowl?
What a great day. I love Saturdays like this. And Becky wasn't even here!