A couple of days ago I suggested that Eileen and I send flowers to ourselves this year. Usually I try to be sneaky about it but that is harder during Covid restrictions. She smiled and said that she had already ordered flowers for me but it could count for both us. They just came. Note the daisies. At our wedding we gathered wild daisies for the flowers. So we try to give them to each other when we can.

Another cold day in Michigan. I spoke to my son, David, who is living in California today. He said it was 80 degrees there. Life is rough. But I do like Michigan.

It’s hard to explain to people how good my life is right now. But I do enjoy it: reading and practicing. Each day is another gift of life if you don’t mind me being a little smarmy about it. But it is true. I enjoy living with Eileen. And I love reading and thinking.

I guess I don’t have much to say today. Red letter day, eh?