Summer solstice
June 20, 2012 § 1 Comment
It’s the longest day of the year! (That explains why this morning seemed to drag itself out . . . )
All ordinary, routine, and/or work-related things aside: what will you do with your many hours of light today?
We have overcast skies and storms, storms, storms in the forecast. So Tassie and I got outside while we could, just a short mid-day break down by the riverbank.
There are some arching trees out there that create space to invite you. I like the sorts of doorways, trees, gates, and pathways that seem to beckon.
A snapshot from our solstice. Tonight may be one for candles and books.
Poem for a Monday of wind and sleet
February 20, 2012 § 1 Comment
Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Thou art not so unkind
As man’s ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.
Freeze, freeze thou bitter sky,
That does not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot:
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp
As a friend remembered not.
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.
-William Shakespeare, As You Like It
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