Warm. chilly. hot. Another one of those in-between days when a puffy winter overcoat is needed one moment and excessive the next as the sun reappears.

A neighbor stopped by during waving.

She: So, what are you doing here? Me: Looking to share a bit of joy.

She: (with emphasis) And…?

I told her I was the pastor at the church up the way.  She knows it and several church folks. I shared more about how the the time on the corner has unfolded.

She expressed concerns about my safety by traffic. I pointed to my little place on the corner, elevated on the mound. And I felt a swell of gratitude that she would care enough about me to want to make sure that I am okay.

And I give thanks for continuing to meet neighbors as they look out for our community. For days that are a mix of chill and warmth. Reminders of caution and care in the midst of standing in place.