Preparation day dawns overcast and 57°. Later in the day, it will approach an ideal 72°. I am still trying to let the sun and not the clock govern my day, but it is still a bit disconcerting to have some man made device try to tell you that you are sleeping your life away. Daylight Savings Time does not save me one single hour of daylight, but the old meme persists.
It has been a good week, though a bit disappointing with the weather. Typically, by this time of the year we have had several gorgeous days to get the yard ready for spring. I have several rather ambitious plans, though most of them will not permit me to spend as much time at the keyboard as I do in winter. I am ready for a hiatus however.
The house smells good this morning. Snooks has prepared a savory stew that has started cooking in the slow cooker last night. Later in the day she will prepare the challah bread, and we will subsist on the stew through the Shabbat.
I did some research on “resting”. That God, of all things in the universe, would need a rest was a perplexing idea. But truthfully, the word in this instance isn’t rested from His labors, but rather ceased from His labors. The meaning is that everything was finished and put into motion.
This presents a lot of theological issues that I am not prepared to deal with in this little missive, but it has obsessed my thinking lately.
Anyway. This may be the last coffee and ponderings post until fall returns, though I’ll certainly post other offerings from time to time.