What a day

This week brings many happy and some unwelcome changes to the neighbourhood. One of my friends is leaving, leaving me with her students, and their loss of an inspiring young teacher. So, we'll have to do something to throw her a mini classroom party. Then there's the winging this weekend of the Duncans and Dowds, among others, which signals the imminent departure of those families. But the winging is considered a great celebration of accomplishment and no small mercy: the triumph of God's work in our patched up heads and bandaged hands. Finally, the Marine Corps Ball. Dinner and dancing and dressing up like queens and kings from ever so many kingdoms.