It must have happened yesterday. Jesus and his guys (someone wants me to call them the disciples) brought the old gate that I designed from the townhouse to the new house and installed it. I never looked outside last night. I stopped at the grocery store and unloaded the car, then began unpacking. This morning before I left for work, I stepped out on the patio to breathe in fresh air — and there it was.
October 7, 2010