who knew i would love homiletics (or exegesis for that matter)?
this morning is gorgeous gray and temperate. i really wish that i could talk to papa; i'm curious about how he prepared... i know he loved his concordance.
heading to work, and then tonight i try a plum sandwich with arugula-walnut pesto recipe, along with a warm pear rainbow swiss chard salad with sour orange vinaigrette.
i love the new andrew bird and saxby's coffee shop. saturday feels like saturday.