A Bubble Bath of Clouds
Lord: it is time. The huge summer has gone by.
Now overlap the sundials with your shadows,
and on the meadows let the wind go free.from “Autumn Day” by Rainer Maria Rilke
Lord: it is time. The huge summer has gone by.
Now overlap the sundials with your shadows,
and on the meadows let the wind go free.from “Autumn Day” by Rainer Maria Rilke
“Joy comes from adventure today. Time to shake the world.” That bit of wisdom came in a fortune cookie that accompanied my spring roll and chicken-veggie stir fry lunch-special yesterday. Could the adventure perhaps come this weekend instead? Because there were no work adventures or after-work adventures yesterday, unless you count my assisting with a…
I haven’t been following the news lately. I stopped my newspaper subscription because the paper always seemed to go in the recycling bucket unread. I don’t watch TV news because the only thing I watch is a few programs that I record and view while I’m exercising. And I rarely listen to the radio so…
I walked out of work the other day and immediately heard a clans-worth of crow calls. The sky and trees were black with them, circling like a cyclone of bees.
Okay. I’ve been rewriting this blog post all week because it keeps sounding too negative and depressing. I think a lot of what I’m thinking and feeling comes from aging and feeling all the possibilities move out of reach in so many areas of my life. It’s hardest at work, where most people are younger…
I’m stuck in traffic watching the variations in clouds, light, reflection, and frost in the cold icy shine.
Sunday afternoon, I went to a two hour class on keeping chickens. The class was put on by Bob Lies, who, along with his wife, has kept chickens in his St. Paul backyard for four years. The class was held at Egg Plant Urban Farm Supply, a wonderful source of everything garden and chicken, located…
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Thank you for posting the beautiful poem. I felt compelled to read it in its entirety. I found 2 translations of it on line – in a way, it was like 2 completely different poems. I prefer the version that you posted – more terse, but each word more full of meaning. The lines on being alone were very thought provoking – I could read them as being lonely or being content in being alone.
Thank you for all of your interesting posts and pictures you have done over the years. They are much appreciated.
Thank you Sandra!I’m glad you enjoyed it.