Beautiful must be the mountains whence ye come, And bright in the fruitful valleys the streams wherefrom Ye learn your song: Where are those starry woods? O might I wander there, Among the flowers, which in that heavenly air Bloom the year long! Nay, barren are those mountains and spent the streams: Our song is […]
Monthly Archives: December 2008
New Year’s eve is like every other night; there is no pause in the march of the universe, no breathless moment of silence among created things that the passage of another twelve months may be noted; and yet no man has quite the same thoughts this evening that come with the coming of darkness on […]
“From Heaven I fall, though from earth I begin. No lady alive can show such a skin. I’m bright as an angel, and light as a feather, But heavy and dark, when you squeeze me together. Though candor and truth in my aspect I bear, Yet many poor creatures I help to insnare. Though so […]
Outside the open window The morning air is all awash with angels. ~Richard Purdy Wilbur
There is no particular reason for this painting. I liked it and I very much like Angels. I do not have religious beliefs that run the straight and narrow but I am my own person and have always “danced to my own drummer.” Angels, however, have always made me feel comforted and I have encountered, […]
The holidays are upon us, Yule bringing a rush of energy with its arrival. The preparations for the 24th and 25th are coming together and I am working hard to resist the familiar voice that causes me to come unglued amidst the celebrations. The menu is planned and the groceries delivered. The decorations are in […]
I was browsing through the newspaper during the wee hours and of course had to look at the pets. If this doesn’t melt your heart I don’t know what would. Had they not been so expensive, no doubt I would have added to my menagerie. Sometimes the smallest thing can make you stop and […]
“So the shortest day came, and the year died, And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world Came people singing, dancing, To drive the dark away. They lighted candles in the winter trees; They hung their homes with evergreen; They burned beseeching fires all night long To keep the year alive, And when the […]
“On the first day of winter, the earth awakens to the cold touch of itself. Snow knows no other recourse except this falling, this sudden letting go over the small gnomed bushes, all the emptying trees. Snow puts beauty back into the withered and malnourished, into the death-wish of nature and the deliberate way winter […]
Musings of the Night 