We’re advancing in a different direction, which means getting on I35E and driving to Montserrat Retreat House for the annual diocesan clergy retreat. You need a retreat after that drive, I tell you.
I was hoping for some quiet fishing off Montserrat’s pier but it’s underwater. Well, there’s no telling where, when and how The Weather will strike in its vicious no-holds-barred war on humanity. Just look at New York, all that tax money and they still got hit by several feet of Climate Change.
So maybe there won’t be any fishing, but there will be some Chesterton, The Crimes of England. I’m looking forward to that.
More anon, as the story unfolds.