Yeah, Masonry is like that. It builds ties with our Brothers and with family members who have gone before. I know that I came to the same realization that my great grandfathers and by grandfathers knelt at the same altar and met with the same obstacles that I met in my journey around the Lodge. It is a very special feeling. Welcome Brother Austin.
In other news tomorrow I am going to pick up some green tomatos, It has been almost a year since I had any. Last year I wrote a poem about it. It is on my poetry blog. Read it if you want here. Oh yes, Bailey went to the groomer today. He looks beautiful. Now I am the scruffy one.
Thanks for stopping by. Hugs, jcs
1 comment:
you probably wrote about it before, but what's up with the little white apron?
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