I was up early this morning to get ready for a visit to my eye specialist in Abbotsford and Father Moses agreed to accompany me. As we began to cross the Fraser River, the gentle snow suddenly turned into a wall of white, making it almost impossible to see ahead and remember, this was on the bridge so there was no turning back. Soon after crossing the river, the snow quickly dissipated and we soon arrived at our destination. All went well with this first examination of my eyes. Vladika Lazar told me that there are many readers of this diary in Romania, so I would like to express my gratitude to all of you who so faithfully read this diary. There are times when I feel that there is nothing to write about and yet, this diary has been continuing for many years. Do have patience with me if it ever becomes uninteresting. Having thanked the Romanians, I should also thank those in Russia, Germany and elsewhere who read this diary, for being interested in some of the smaller incidents in our monastery life. By the way, the ravens are back and creating mischief, so we shall have to learn how to live with them.