The joy of the Lord is our strength. In this day and age, it had better be. I like that such a joy is 1,000% dependable, because of its source. We would do well to train our focus on things above. To me, the regular joys of the world are dropping like flies, are really losing their luster.

Except it's nice the Rays just won their 22nd game. 22 - 7, not bad. Numero uno in all of baseball.

And a lady came face to face with Mystery Monkey in her back yard. She was petrified, it was an unexpected encounter. She said his face is very well groomed. Later, her family set out watermelon and bananas for him, which Wildlife said was a big, No, no.

Big day tomorrow. DTD'S best friend from childhood is having her high school graduation party.

Cha-cha,
KEM