6:19 |
6:41 |
6:42 |
Kayaking At 7:30 |
At 8:20 |
Buffleheads |
Osprey Preening |
Plumped Up Osprey |
Lunch was easy as I warmed up the leftover curry and rice and watched another segment of the movie I have been watching, The Spy Who Came In From The Cold. The rest of the afternoon was typical, napping, reading, and watching some news until 4:30 when I decide to get in forty-five minutes of yoga, just before wine time.
6:20 |
A Few Word Of Solace From Wendell Berry:
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
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