Morning Fog
I was greeted this morning by a gentle fog. It is the softness of fog that I love. Sometimes perfect acuity glares, just as technicolor was louder than reality and disturbed perception. A good fog lets one slip into an… (READ MORE)
. . . Batman!
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
Fine Weather for Walking
The past several days in DC have been perfect for walking. The mornings, for me, require a winter coat and gloves and a hat or scarf. At the warmest part of the day, the air is refreshingly cool, and I… (READ MORE)
One Person’s Trash
One person’s trash is material for another person’s art. Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
Signs Around Town (Temporary and Best Taken Out of Context)
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Signs Around Town (Seasonal)
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Precious Are the Mornings
Precious are the mornings when the light is soft And the air is gentle–for those who consciously clothe themselves With respect for the intermarriage between Their body and the day–and when the play of shapes and colors In the sky… (READ MORE)
Approaching Samhain
The space between the spheres thins and the wind creates passageways. The spirits are outraged; how could they be otherwise? Their dance tramples And blows things down, but still cannot help but create beauty. The leaves–green, red, gold, brown from… (READ MORE)
As I Read This Poem
This morning, as I read this poem by Janet Hoffman, which is collected in Plain Living–A Quaker Path to Simplicity by Catherine Whitmire, I thought of friends and family and students and colleagues who are living with loss and illness… (READ MORE)
An Opportunity
Watching traffic blocked, standing hands over ears having to wait to cross the street as an ambulance races in an emergency gives us the opportunity to b grateful that this time it is not for us and also that the… (READ MORE)