Day 269  Snuggles and I walked down to the boat launch early this morning.  We startled two cormarants who had been floating majestically on the water.  I do love this place!

Snugs slipped out yesterday morning and ran around Dave, teasing him by coming almost within his reach, then dashing off again.  I wondered if she was descended from our old dog, Skipper, who ALWAYS did this to me, although he would come for anyone else.  Snugs eventually came close enough for Dave to catch her; she was never more than 8-10 feet from him, and didn't attempt to leave the campsite.

Wonderful music this morning at St. Andrews-by-the-Sea.  The local Missouri Synod Lutheran church choir joined the St; Andrews choir for the prelude "The Day of Elijah".  It was a GREAT sound, although a little funny that right after the end, the Lutherans left for their own church!

Then, the offertory was a duet of clarinet and violin, playing a lovely arrangement of "The Lord of Sea and Sky".  I got a little weepy at both these musical offerings.  I'm missing celebrating more than I realize, I guess.  I love this traveling, this trip, but I wonder when I can be a priest again.

The other funny little thing today:  St. Andrew's has an interim, but he wasn't here today, so the had a Supply for the Interim.  Well, it was funny to me.

Fr. Rick, the supply, has a 12-month old yellow (actually, creamy) Lab named Christina who was with him.  She and Snuggles met and played a bit on their leashes.  Christina goes to "doggy day care" once a week for socialization.  I think that makes a big difference.  The other dogs around here aren't "socialized", so their masters don't let them play.  Unfortunately, the "doggie day care" is in Corpus Christie, so we can't get Snuggles there to play.

Fr. Rick's sermon message, based on the Transfiguration gospel, was that we may have mountaintop experiences, but we need to work in the valley/the world, like Jesus did.  I thought it was a good thing to think about.  Maybe that's what I'm doing; trying to find my way in the valley.

Dave's napping;  when he wakes up, we'll go over to South Padre Island and see if we can find a place for Snuggles to run on the beach where she won't just run off.  I'll take a piece of ham to entice her back if I have to!  I'm looking forward to kicking off my shoes and getting my feet wet.  I wonder if that shore was affected by the oil spill?  I hope not.