If there are any stray whatever-these-are flowers, the neighbor says that I can grab them to put next to the Most Blessed Sacrament of the Altar. So I did, again. Thanks, neighbor! I guess these can then be gifts to our Lady from her Son in the Tabernacle!
Remember this most controversial post about Christmas parties during Advent? Yikes! Thats not to say, of course, that one cannot remember the glories of the Incarnation year round, just that special preeminence might not be given to Christmas on, say, Ash Wednesday, Good Friday, Easter Sunday, and the days leading up to but not yet inclusive of Christmas. Stuff like that.
Well, faithful friend, in good times and bad, C.W., send in this representation of Christmas, resin dipped in bronze. Not quite sure how they do that, since the bronze would be at about 1750 degrees Fahrenheit, but, there it is! Beautiful! The packing that was used in the box was “Bold Hermit” Mystic Monk Coffee. Very thoughtful.
Thanks also go to G.P.E. & S.M.E. for their unsolicited gift to the hermitage. Very kind of you.
Thanks also to an anonymous lady in Brevard for her insistently given gift to the hermitage. I protested, gave it back, but, in the end, lest I be ungraciously insultiong, there was nothing I could do but accept. Thanks for putting up with me!
I checked the checking account today, and, after depositing gifts to the hermitage, and having bought some groceries (like a few cans of tuna for protein),I see that it now stands at $162.96. Thank you for supporting Holy Souls Hermitage. Note to the Government of North Carolina: that’s not a sollicitation of funds. It’s just being polite for gifts already forced upon me!




Accompany me, Father George David Byers, S.S.L., S.T.D., as I begin life as a Catholic Priest-Hermit by choice. Holy Souls Hermitage is dedicated to the sanctification of my fellow priests, bishops, deacons & seminarians going through the purgatory of this life or the next. Prayer and sacrifice go up, of course, for both Benedict XVI and the next Successor of Saint Peter. 






Father George,
Those flowers are gladiolas. Aren’t they beautiful! They grow from bulbs. Just thought you would like to know.
They look like gladiolas. I tried growing them this year and it was a horrible failure. You have beautiful ones for our lady.