Here are some birthday pictures from last night. Some pasta with red wine:
Then there is the masterpiece of cake. "Sing 'Happy Birthday' fast or we'll have to call the FIRE DEPARTMENT!" But there it is, a beautiful cheesecake baked by my wife, so yummy:
It's a very simple cake, not a "Doctor Who" cake. Although we did notice the opening on the top and were saying, "It's a
crack-in-space-and-time! Where is the Doctor??!!" It would take too long to explain all that. We're just nerds, that's all.
On this January 2, I turned 53 years old. I'm slightly freaked out by that number. Still, I'm healthier today than I was ten years ago (I was
very sick back then) and--strangely--I feel "younger."
Who knows? I worked up an "impressionist" style graphic from a photo of a country road going off into the evening light.
Lord, lead me on this journey of Yours, one step, one day at a time.
Published on January 03, 2016 20:30