Go Jump in a Lake
Yesterday, with the mercury hitting high 90's and no air conditioning, the Wilson gang decided to go jump in a lake. We piled in the van and headed for the Big Pond -- Gitchee-gumee -- Lake Superior.
On the way, we experienced our first "bear sighting" of the summer: a momma with three little cubs. I stopped the vehicle and we gawked until they meandered back into the woods.
Park Point, a sandbar in Duluth, was our final destination point. The water was cold and invigorating.
I slipped away for a few minutes, changed into appropriate "pastoral visitation" attire, and went to St. Mary's Hospital to say a prayer with my friend, Judy Gorud. It was a delightful surprise to find her out of intensive care and back in the "land of the livng."
After a brief visit, I changed back into my swimming suit, and joined back up with the gang at the lake.
On the way, we experienced our first "bear sighting" of the summer: a momma with three little cubs. I stopped the vehicle and we gawked until they meandered back into the woods.
Park Point, a sandbar in Duluth, was our final destination point. The water was cold and invigorating.
I slipped away for a few minutes, changed into appropriate "pastoral visitation" attire, and went to St. Mary's Hospital to say a prayer with my friend, Judy Gorud. It was a delightful surprise to find her out of intensive care and back in the "land of the livng."
After a brief visit, I changed back into my swimming suit, and joined back up with the gang at the lake.
Judy Gourd - - - one of the few people I would still know because they attended way back in the day - - - Hope she continues to improve.
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