Back on the path

St. Francis has been rescued from the raspberry patch and relocated to flower bed. A moment ago I accidentally deleted a post I spent quite awhile making. Oh well. I shall make a shorter one. 

What I mean by “on the path” is making posts on this site. About my spiritual reading. Last night as usual, St. John of the Cross.:

…virtues keep the soul so tranquil and safe…

St. John is referring to saintly people not to virtually virtue-less people such as me. The theological virtues are faith, hope and charity. I have some faith, some hope at times, but no charity. I am too nervous and afraid. 

There is a carpenter working on a roof for my stairs. I think my cat is hiding under my bed. I have been planning that roof for a long time. Both cat and I will be much safer this winter without snow falling on the stairs. 

It is almost solstice. Not very warm and the creeks and lake are very high. The garden is finally starting to grow a bit. The vegetables taste superb. Maybe strawberries in a few weeks…