There will be blood

I’m at Andy’s house. Grandkids are grand. We replaced 4 old doors that didn’t close with 4 new doors that do. Jesus said you can’t put new wine in old wineskins, but if he lived today he would surely have used doors in this parable. I have suffered several gashes and bruises – mementos of updating this old house.

There is a track worn into the back yard grass by pulling screaming little people around and around in a large plastic green wagon. Katy had withdrawals from Guatemala which resulted in home made corn tortillas and black beans. Yum. Iowa is as sticky as I remembered it to be, and beautifully verdant as it tends to be in the early summer.