“As adults we try to relax from the never-ending quest for reason and order by drinking a little whiskey or smoking whatever works for us, but the wisdom isn’t in the whiskey or the smoke. The wisdom is in the moments when the madness slips away and we remember the basics.” ~ Willie Nelson
Something near my neighbor’s curb caught my eye last night. Not wanting to appear too nosy, long lens in hand, I made my way across the street. It was Saint Francis perched atop their gas meter lid. I’ve lived beside them for eleven years and never once seen a statue of anything in their yard. Certainly not St. Francis or I would have remembered because, you know, St. Francis is the über-cool patron saint of animals. Alas, that was last night, and this morning, St. Francis was gone. I’m hoping he shows up for a return engagement. Or shows up in my yard! The squirrels could use some prayers, and it would give Wally something new to bark at.