There’s a whole lotta ugly in the world right now and I was going to include some of my thoughts, but it got a bit more involved than I wanted to share on Pentecost weekend (our first weekend back in church). I’ll share the other when it’s percolated a bit more.

As the sun raises over Châtellerault city hall on yet another Saturday morning, my mug of hot chocolate is throwing off steam and the blinds are still closed here in the living room. They’re mechanical blinds that go up at the flick of a switch, albeit rather noisily – so I’ll wait until I hear more stirring in the house before raising them.

I did hear the rooster crow when I opened the shutters in the kitchen, but I can’t hear him from here and even the dog is not stirring in his kennel yet – he spends nights there.

Let’s settle in for a few minutes together & I’ll tell you about the week…

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There’s an expression in French… « soupe au lait ». It is used to describe someone (or something) that’s unpredictable, who can change moods quickly, someone of whom you want to be a bit wary. The quick explanation is that soup is hot and milk is cold… opposites… extremes.

If that expression comes to mind, it’s because Liz used it the other day to describe the weather the past few days… unpredictable. In the same day, we can have sun, showers, ominous clouds, blue sky, light breezes and heavy winds. Make no mistake, we’re well into Spring, but there are days…. It seems that our worlds, these days, is very much “soupe au lait”.

If I could draw on a somewhat related expression (about “extremes”) for the purposes of today’s post, it’d be “pleasure and pain”, for there’s been a bit of both over the past few weeks. Let’s start with the pain and work our way to the pleasure…