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
While walking with Java, I started to think about my last post and felt overwhelmingly awful about it. Here I am complaining about my money worries when so many people have lost their jobs or kept their jobs but taken pay cuts or had to take time off without pay, people without 401Ks or pensions,…
September is sending signals that summer is drawing to a close. At my age, I don’t want to wish away time, but this summer has been an endurance test. Wherever you live, it’s likely some kind of weather stress and the underlying worry over what it means for our future has touched you. So I’m…
Everything I start to write sounds so depressing. I’m happy on weekends, but weekdays I’m exhausted, burned out, and discouraged. I don’t want to drone on about that — something I need to figure out on my own. I’m just going to post a few photos that have been sitting around on my hard drive…
How does one get unstuck? You know, that kind of stuck where you can’t seem to carve out enough time (or what you believe is enough time) to do a decent job at something so you do nothing.
Working long hours has left me feeling scattered. I’ve been unable to get back on course with my old routine (I do believe I had one, but I might be wrong).
To lift my spirits after a tough couple weeks, Steve and I spent much of the weekend playing outdoors. The temperatures cooperated by moving into the upper 30 and 40 degree range. It was amazing to walk from the indoors to the outdoors without a sudden gasp of air and a desperate grabbing for my…
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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.