The Day After

Our parish grounds look like a bomb exploded.  There are tents that have come down, trailers that have been taken out, some to be taken out tomorrow, and all sorts of debris left behind.

Right now, I would be very cautious driving on the lot.  There are all sorts of “hazards” around the place.

And me?  Well, I am, shall we say, exhausted.  I’m planning on going to bed early tonight and hoping to catch some good sleep.  The hotel was nice but the bed, well, it just wasn’t the same as mine.  You know what they say, there’s just no place like home!