It's summer and my thoughts turn to...Barbecues? Family vacations? No: one of my favorite activities. Getting away from people.
Thus, I'm in Palm Springs (90 miles west of LA) for the week. Outside the sliding glass doors to the pool is a cactus, and affixed to the top of it is a hummingbird nest, complete with hummingbird!
I have never seen a hummingbird sit still before and I assure you, it is thrilling. It must be a female and she must be sitting on eggs. I feel quite sure God has sent me here so she, the bird, can guard me.
I at once turned off the A/C, cranked open the windows, and made a large batch of sun tea. Morning Mass is at 7:30. Around vespers, I take a long walk through old Las Palmas. There is no shortage of alkies and addicts with whom to gather for an hour. In between I write, pray, dangle my feet in the pool.
From August 6 through 11th I'll be on retreat at the Redwoods Monastery way up in Whitethorn, California, on the Lost Coast.
I'll drive, so it'll be a road trip and an adventure.