Very shortly after I arrived on Tuesday dinner was served. We had a tasty carrot soup Tuesday tonight. I told them about a delicious carrot – pear soup I’ve had. They all said that it sounded like a delicious combo.
I suppose Sr. C saw the perplexed expression I had. I was trying to figure out if I had missed Evening Prayer or what. It should have been about time for Evening Prayer right then. Sr. C explained that on Tuesdays they don’t keep to the schedule as printed.
Sr. D sings with the SF Bach Chorus. They rehearse on Tuesdays so they bump up dinner so that she can eat with everyone and the prayers are pushed up, too. That’s why I was a bit confused about the timing of everything. They had already prayed (but earlier than published).
Next week Sr. B and the other sister living here (I’ve never met her) return from New Zealand, I think, where they’re attending the 1st order (vowed religious) Franciscan world conference.
Tomorrow two women from Canada (French speaking) are coming to stay two weeks in the guest apartment the sisters have. This retreat apartment is a great source of income for them. Better book now. They’re talking about raising the rates from $40 a night to $50 a night. Yes, in San Francisco.
I asked Sr. C where their farthest visitors have come from: Bali!
And yes, they had a nice “day off” on Labor Day. Some of the sisters went to Point Reyes, I think.
Who says it’s boringly peaceful in a convent?