To the north, the gap created by the recent removal of two tall ponderosas reveals a smaller, younger pine growing in a more distant yard. It pleases me to know that it is there. As yet but half-grown, should it be allowed to survive, it will one day tower above the small houses as its vanished brethren so recently did, lifting the horizon and making the commonplace works of man in its shadow seem bigger than they actually are. May its roots be strong and delve deep, to carry aloft the mere dirt that, mingled with water and light, will be transformed into true grace and power.
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Growing Things
To the north, the gap created by the recent removal of two tall ponderosas reveals a smaller, younger pine growing in a more distant yard. It pleases me to know that it is there. As yet but half-grown, should it be allowed to survive, it will one day tower above the small houses as its vanished brethren so recently did, lifting the horizon and making the commonplace works of man in its shadow seem bigger than they actually are. May its roots be strong and delve deep, to carry aloft the mere dirt that, mingled with water and light, will be transformed into true grace and power.
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Reset Nineteen, Day Ten
Friday I managed to wake up not long after two o'clock, so the evening was not too short. It remained balmy outside for a while, and I sat under the…
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Reset Nineteen, Day Nine
Sleep went erratic again and I didn't get out of bed until four o'clock Thursday afternoon. At least my body got out of bed, and though my brain must…
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Reset Nineteen, Day Eight
There was spaghetti (well, angel hair to be precise) for dinner Wednesday, and I'm happy to say that so far the marinara sauce has not brought on any…
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