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While what was going on down on the surface of the earth was going on, the sky was a play of light and shadow.

Where There Used to Be a Tree, Now There’s a Puddle
There used to be more trees at the plaza in front of Eastern Market. When a couple died in the drought, instead of replanting, they removed the old tree and bricked in the space. Now there’s a puddle that evaporates instead of going into the ground and nourishing a tree in the city. Sure is a pretty puddle though.
Do you have any paved spaces under your control that could be transformed from a place of run-off into a space for plant life?
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
6:50am flight from BWI (I’ll be off of the computer until Monday)
I am lucky to have a non-stop. The storm is supposed to have passed through. So I can enjoy myself know matter what travel brings, I pack up a variety of reading materials — philosophy, handouts for the workshop, and fiction. I switched my ankle warmers to bamboo knitting needles so I could get through security and knit (the ankle warmers are on size 2 needles, so it is taking me as long as a sweater). I have my journal and a pen. Best, I am traveling with two friends (all different flights, but no one waiting alone in the airport) with whom to visit, who are going to the same retreat. Takes the edge off of the early wake up time. Starts the retreat when I leave the door instead of when I arrive at the retreat center.




