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Show --, Message #31 from Canon H. B. Liebler, D.D. Helen Brother Juniper, D.S.F. June, 1981 H. Sturges Joan E. Liebler at HAT ROCK VALLEY RETREAT CENTER P. O. Box 5, Monument Valley, utah Tel. (801)-727-3291 Messages 1 - 30 available on request ------------------------------------------------------ AGAIN! We have news for you. Your prayers have been answered, and our new Pastor, Vicar of the Bishop, is now in the Vicarage with his family. He is Father Harold Edmonson, getting acquainted with the Navajo People and the services at the Church of St Mary of the Moonlight. Continue your prayers that God may bless his ministry here. There's always the weather to write about ... in my long years on earth I have never seen such a winter as last winter. One day, as I sat and looked out of the window, watching the birds feed on the seed I try to provide for them, I saw the damp red sand of the roadway turn white, then red again, then white again -- all within not more than 15 minutes by the clock! But once again we face a drought this summer. Not enough snow to melt slowly and nourish the more edible vegetation, so we shall have to look at the pitiable sight of sheep, cows and horses scrounging for almost non-existent sustinence. Our health? Hardly anything to write about, thanks to God's blessing, good medical care and reasonably fair use of Vitamin C. I'm sure I never told you about our beasties (animal NON-lovers skip this paragraph). We have two dogs and two cats; perhaps I should say a dog and a half, for Gimli - named after the dwarf in THE LORD OF THE RINGS - is a ~hunky little fellow with short legs, who affords us much entertainment when there are several inches of snow, as he has to jump as well as run, so he seems to be bouncing through the snow. The bigger dog, a Fat Freckle-Faced Female, is, like Gimli, black and white, wesrs a . black "saddle", and lives a sad life: till the Humane Societ.y catches us, FFFF (whose name is Heidi) will just have to strugg18 along, having no time to sleep - except all day and all night! One or both of them usually accompany me on my daily, walk (Doctor's orders). They are obviously disgusted with my slowness -they sit in a shady spot and wait for me to catch up -- I can fancy them singing the German marching song I learned as a child: "Immer langsam veIan ... dass die Austreichen soldaten ann kommen kann" ••. rough translation: "Slow down, let the lazy Austrian soldiers catch up!" The two cats are Muffin and Micky. Muffin arrived as a tiny kitten with a jaunty little tail the first summer during which we arrived at Hat Rock Valley from Bluff. So she is now 15 years old, though one would hardly believe it, as she shows few signs of old age. She is a very small, long-haired, calico cat - mostly brown. Micky is a much larger greywhite- and-black cat. He seldom says anything, but stalks around, intent on his own affairs - hunting, or finding the most comfortable spot to sleep inl These lines are being written in Florida, where Joan and I have come (1) to celebrate the marriage of my youngest son, Robert F., D.M.D., to Janice Milian - which has already taken |