I don't think I'll ever get tired of looking at Bede

Yesterday may have been the first time I did not begin a flight with "Please God, don't let me die today."  I realized as we began our ascent that I didn't have that quick moment of panic I usually have on take-off and didn't begin my flight the usual way.  I immediately thought of the blog and my many comments about my conversations with Jesus and knew I would be posting this new step in my life.  That thought, of course, made me immediately nervous (perhaps there is a little superstition in me) so I ended up having the usual plea for a safe trip less than 60 seconds after take-off, but I suppose that's an improvement.  It's only taken me around 10 months and countless flights to get to a point where I do not immediately begin the flight with that plea.

We've been enjoying much warmer weather lately, but winter insisted on reminding us that it is slow to leave this place and greeted us with some snow yesterday morning.  It ended quickly and would have been missed entirely had we slept in late, but it's still crazy to me that it's May and it can still spit snow at us.  We still have spots of snow on the ground in the village and the  mountains are still covered, but the trail to the lakes is beginning to clear up.  I had assumed the snow would all be melted by the time school got out - it will be the end of May for goodness sake - but now I'm beginning to wonder.