There’s no better anodyne for the morning news than a walk in the neighborhood, glorious this year with an especially colorful springtime.
I walk in gratitude for all love and goodness and in prayer for the world that “All shall be well, and all shall be well and all manner of thing shall be well.”–Julian of Norwich.
What We Are Here For
To turn gradually from doing
toward being: effort
translated into sheer effect
like the energy of light
posed
as a flowering tree.
Think of water
that caresses
into existence
a canyon.
Of wind gently kissing
a passage through stone.
Of time
not happening
but there.
Barbara Loots
Published in Potpourri 1994
Finally get there. April 2019
Green came suddenly this year.
Thank you for your gentle words, Barbara.
Any photos of you two on donkeys?
Yes, and our dogwood tree finally is showing off. Big time.
Love the Grand Canyon photo. A fence!!! We didn’t have any fences on the other side.
Just lots of air at the edge that repelled our invasion.
The Grand Canyon photo shows a tiny slice of the view from the South Rim National Park visitor area. Yes, we found fence here and there. However, we hiked along parts of the Rim Trail without fences, and I confess to feelings of terror: one little slip on gravel and….. We watched the line of Bright Angel Trail mule riders depart one morning, and were not envious. This once-in-a-lifetime visit to one of earth’s one-of-a-kind marvels did not disappoint.