I started this clear but somewhat chilly summer day reading a young adult novel on a sunny corner of the porch with my coffee, pitted about a gazillion cherries for pies, worked for a few hours on the new book, and then my sister and I kayaked up the Sound until we almost got eaten by a giant blue whale... or--depending on your version of events, and mine most definitely involves the mythic blue whale-- we saw from a distance quite a large fish rising as it chased a school of mackerel. And then we paddled home for pizza as the sun set.
And now, to make the day perfect, I'm going to go to bed and sleep for a week, and so will leave you with another of Buddy's sunrises, taken when he’s hitting the office, just about the time I’m hitting the bed.
I'll see you tomorrow.
[Photo by Buddy Poland.]
Could there be a more perfect day for someone who deserves it? Don't think so.
I don't think it is a coincidence that your embrace of nature allows you to stay clear headed (mosttimes) through this painful noise and tumult.