“Now the LORD said to Abram, ‘Go …’”
— Genesis 12:1
The weather was beautiful yesterday. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping and singing, the deer were grazing in the peaceable kingdom that is our valley — all was and is as it should be.
Of course no day is perfect. It was too nice to sit in front of the computer all day, so my bride and I went out and spent some quality time in the yard cleaning up the winter’s debris from our lawn. There was the usual assortment of twigs and branches that have blown down in the varied and sundry blasts of wintry wind; there were the leaves we didn’t quite get to last fall for one reason or another; we also managed to scoop up many tokens of affection left behind by our ever-growing herd of local mule deer. Ah, spring!
You may think I am complaining, but I’m not. It isn’t that I enjoy playing pick-up-chips in the yard, but I do enjoy the sun’s warming embrace. The other day I drove over to Virginia City on roads that were quite treacherous in the morning — a veritable ice rink — and by early afternoon those same roads were bare and dry...