I took an easy stroll this morning, with intermittent efforts to pick up the pace stopped in short order by unwilling leg muscles — just weren’t going to run. Coffee and hot breakfast, working on tomorrow’s sermon, soup, a thorough grocery shop with Margaret, and that was that. We watched the gripping conclusion of the first season of Jane Campion’s Top of the Lake. Second series… maybe between my week’s retreat and our departure for a holiday with our descendants….