Wednesday, August 19, 2015. Years tick over with crazy speed sometimes, and it can be hard to place a memory in its correct time slot. Thank goodness for metadata, and a computer which tells me when a photo was taken. Even while the years flash past, its comforting to know that the rhythms of tradition give meaning to different seasons and stages. Monday, July 27, 2015.

Stepping off into the unknown with Jesus. Tuesday, April 7, 2015. The third journal of the man. I continued to watch what was going on last night as I tried to sleep.

Retape dans le champ ci-dessous la suite de chiffres et de lettres qui apparaissent dans le cadre ci-contre. Que le temps passe vite .

Dedié a ce ki me son chere.