Sunrise this morning over Eastern Point across the river from Goomp's, headquarters for the family's Memorial Day salute to the awesomely brave and good and true fellow Americans who give their all so we might enjoy such natural wonders. We think you know who you are, our beloved fellow bloggers and readers who serve and love those who serve. We cannot thank you enough. God bless.
"Keep the faith, keep the hope, keep the love," said Benedetto in an historic mass this morning in Kracow. Thank God for satellite TV. We're the type that has the TV on all night so there's something "alive" there when we fitfully awake from time to time during the wee hours. This morning we awoke to an endless series of "Paid programming" plus one of our all-time faves, "The Birdcage," but what with all the ads and such and trying to figure out how to wrest power from the clicker, we got sidetracked and stumbled into the Evangelical TV network, broadcasting live with Vatican Radio assist from Krakow Benedetto's historical mass for the people of his predecessor, John Paul. There's so much history there, but the bottom line for us is that JP kept the homefires burning for getting the Polish people out from under the Commie boot, and Benedetto now carries the torch for the West's not forgetting its Christian roots as the insidious Islamicists, with a helpful assist from the useful idiots within our gates, inject their politico-religious toxins into the body politic of Eurabia. We've blogged about it a zillion times and will a zillion times more.
Not to mention, although we always do, that Benedetto is the Pope who loves cats and Mozart. His homily stirred this bone-weary atheist's spiritual heart and mind bigtime this morning. We hope to google his words and comment later on, but for now we've got some big-time cooking to do -- gotta mount a groaning board for a party of eight fun and funny relatives and their significant others for early afternoon. The weather promises to be just about perfect, and the cats are in their element, free to roam in field and forest. Watch out, all you small mammals and birds.
"When the sun finally popped out from behind the low-lying bank of clouds this morning, it was to the south (right in the photo) of the house on Eastern Point. In about three weeks, on the longest day of the year, it will pop out just north of the house," we wrote last year at Memorial Day's sunrise.
As we said last year plus ça change?