Fall Waning Blood Moon
He loaded 10 bags of 40 pound dogfood and the straw boss said, well bless my soul. This is what Tennessee Ernie Ford would have sung if he’d been with me on my trip to Costco this morning. I like to make fewer trips when I run errands so this time I stocked up on dogfood.
The nice lady that counts the objects against your receipt took a look at my cart and my gray hair, “Do you need some help?” Nope, I could handle it just fine. A few years back I used to resent this kind of heavy lifting, in particular rock salt for the water softener and dogfood. Now I look on it as an opportunity to tone up the muscles. It’s part of my resistance work out for the day.
I shifted today from the garden to the desk, spending a couple of hours puzzling over how to organize a conversation for a congregation that wants to consider its future. This is very different work from harvesting potatoes or planting garlic. Not finished yet. It has to set a bit. Percolate, as Kate likes to say.
In addition I have to put together an Asian tour for next Friday. At the same time I’ll design a Southeast and South Asian tour since I’ll be able to use some similar objects. That’ll be tomorrow morning.
The Vikes play the Rams tomorrow. The Rams now have the longest losing streak of any NFL team. Detroit won last week and lifted that burden from their franchise. No team in the NFL is a push over because the NFL has only elite athletes, some a bit more elite than others, some a bit younger, others more experienced. The combination means that on any given sunday (yes, there was a movie.) any one team can beat another. I hope the Vikes win convincingly and shore up their pass defense while getting Adrian a 100+ yard day.
After the Rams, the Vikings play the Ravens at home, then go on the road for the Pittsburgh Steelers and the Green Bay Packers. That will be a tough stretch. If they do well in those three games, they will move up in the power rankings.
