This is a continuation of the mouse episode. Kirill kindly filled in the hole through which the mice were entering the bathroom and I hope that it will be the end of this unpleasant adventure. Today is Ancestral Saturday so we served a memorial before Vespers, attended by quite a few people. Unfortunately, my throat was raspy so my involvement in the singing was nominal. One of the visitors today told me that he thought that he had entered the wrong driveway, since the trees and shrubs alongside the road were gone. I reassured him that the road would be improved and new trees will be planted. He thought that it looked like a short Wall of China, a good, if inaccurate, description.