To Every Thing There is a Season

With broken hearts, we’re fairly certain that our dear Finnegan, who was diagnosed over a couple of months ago with feline leukemia, has gone on his final “walkabout” this week

Cardinals, Hope, and the Pandemic

Of cardinals, hope, and the pandemic….  This past Christmas, my cousin, Beth, and her husband, John, got us a birdseed wreath that hangs outside on a window.  In late February,