Virginia in fall is as beautiful as in New Brunswick lacking only the flaming red of the sugar maples.

Costa Rica is full in our minds. A year ago we had been there for just a month and were watching "fall" there as the leaves did fall leaving trees still full of new green leaves.

We're considering a mission trip. Starting to talk with the people involved (OK, starting to make a list of the people we need to talk to.)

As we go about our daily affairs we wonder what will be our "permanent" future. Last night's comment from someone we appreciate; "I thought you liked to move. You've been doing it since I've known you." A wry yes was my reply. It's wearing thin.