Missive #557

My life would have been more tranquil in the days after Martinmas had I not seen the crows. Whatever it was that the crows had found lay in the dappled shadow of the bare limbs of the oak, so I was nearly upon the thing before I recognized what the crows were feasting upon. The corpse wore black.This is another good read in the series.There are ten more books in the series that remain unread so I have them to look forward to. Master Hugh is making his way towards Oxford when he discovers the young Benedictine – a fresh body, barefoot – not half a mile from the nearby abbey. The abbey’s novice master confirms the boy’s identity: John, one of three novices. But he had gone missing four days previously, and his corpse is fresh. There has been plague in the area, but this was not the cause of death: the lad has been stabbed in the back. To Hugh’s sinking heart, the abbot has a commission for him …

So much for the weather guesser no rain in the 10 day forecast. We got a better rain last Sunday than when they did forecast rain, also got a light rain on Monday that they did not forecast. They have now revised that 10 day forecast again and are predicting rain for next Friday and Saturday. I’m going to town on Friday so they will probably get that one right and I can drive in the rain.

A little later getting this posting published today. It was laundry day which disrupts my usual routine. Also taking the afternoon walk off and will try to finish the fourth journal page conversion to a WordPress page.