Well, no snow for us here, unlike some lucky people I know. Just cold, wet, gloomy rain. But we decided to make the best of it anyhow. Kelley and I had a delightful afternoon while she read A Room With a View (which is strangely ironic; it's about two girls temporarily living in Florence, Italy - sound familiar?) out loud and I did some knitting by the fireplace. Oh, and at this rate, I think I might be able to finish my scarf by my 80th birthday.

P.S. I think I have a new favorite (okay, one of my new favorites) hymn, it's number 473, in our hymnal.

Have you heard the voice of Jesus

Softly pleading with your heart?

Have you felt His presence glorious,

As He calls your soul apart,

With a love so true and loyal,

Love divine that ever flows

From a Saviour, righteous, royal, 

And a cross that mercy shows?

Have you heard the voice of mercy

Granting peace and pardon pure?

Have you felt the balm of Calvary

Binding all your wounds secure?

Was there ever such salvation?

Was there ever care like this?

See the Saviour’s grief and passion, 

Grace and mercy’s gentle kiss.

Have you heard the Saviour calling

All to leave and follow Him?

Have you felt His Person drawing

With compulsion lives to win?

Hearken to His invitation,

To the music of God’s grace;

Let the peace of God’s salvation 

Fill your soul, and love embrace.