|A Cottage by the Sea||
Intermittent departure from routine…helps us from being knocked off-kilter by the unsteadying forces that assault us during a typical day.
When they got to Boston, they felt too tired to fly any further. There was a nice pond in the Public Garden, with a little island on it. “The very place to spend the night,” quacked Mr. Mallard. So down they flapped.
We can patiently accept not being good. What we cannot bear is not being considered good, not appearing good.
St. Francis of Assisi
When you slow down or are forced to do so by a pandemic, you come face to face with what is. When you sit quietly with yourself and only yourself, everything that you covered up or ran away from comes to the surface.
And what is so rare as a day in June?
James Russell Lowell - 1819-1891
Another sunny birthday. I am tormented by poetry and loss. The summer morning approaches with shy, tentative mandibles. There are perhaps better solutions than to delicately eaten by an entirely favorable day. But the day is bright with love and with riches for the unconcerned.
That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet.
(It will come again, but like this sweet moment.)