Two Dog-Days

There have been quite a few in the congregation here sick and some who should know better than to come to the Hall when sick nevertheless show up with predictable consequences. Sunday I noticed a slight rawness in my throat and that night I was down with what I presume was a head cold. Monday I had to stay in bed. 'Oh no,' I thought, 'This is sure to last a week.'

I was not a happy puppy.

Tuesday morning, to my great amazement, I woke up feeling much better. Now I think I'm back to over 90%. I don't think I have ever recovered so quickly from something like that. It is a pleasure to be back so soon.

It should always be like this.

Could it have something to do with the fact we awoke this morning to smoke in the air? I seriously doubt it, but who knows? And the smoke was not so minor as the photos below reveal ...

If you can't read the lettering on the photos, click on the image

and it will enlarge. I think I've mentioned that before, huh?

Our days in Ixtapa dwindle down to a precious few. Sunday we expect to be airborne in a northerly direction.