Beneath the Wraps

          For the most part I turn off my phone before I go to work.   I leave it in my bag and do not carry it around with me.   I’m in class, after-all .   It’s not like I can answer it or have a conversation.   On Tuesday morning I went into Roland’s office to tell him that I was leaving to go to Canyonville.   Only he wasn’t in his office.                     The front door had been left open indicating to me that he must be outside.   I still couldn’t find him.   I called out his name but he did not answer.   As I pulled out of the driveway I saw him on the hill wearing a blue shirt.   He must have fallen shortly after I pulled out of the driveway – long before I got to Canyonville.   Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately as I did not allow myself time to freak out) I did not get his message ...

Rain Beautiful Rain Pounding on the Skylight I Stood on my Porch Yesterday Morning. I inhaled deeply Enjoying the Moisture. I Feel So Awesome Just Like the Rain.

I remember the smell of smoke or stale air many times when I was in Utah.  It was usually cold outside.  We could shut the doors and stay warm and the smell would stay on the outside.  I've never had smoke follow me inside the house before.  I can't see it indoors, but I know that it is there.  We've been running the fans and airconditioners to discourage the smoke.  It has helped cut down the strength, but I still have a headache. True Value has sold out all dust masks:         Roland said he purchased the last bag less than 30 minutes ago.  The next supply won't be in until Friday.  The air is definitely cleaner with this on.  It is also very hot. We also have dust masks in our evacuation bags.  I had forgotten about that until just now.  We really need to go through our bags again.  Perhaps we will do that for family home evening.          If school should get cancell...