Misty Mount

Prayer walking into Mourão today; my route took me past the castle. The mist was penetratingly cold and I was glad of a scarf round my throat. Which is quite sore again. Praying for Ermelinda's Dad, who is undergoing a risky operation, waiting for news...

Gratefuls:
- better sleep last night, and less coughing
- bit of gardening done
- Mike and Jaime making a fence round the top trees, so we can let them out of their cages