Monday, November 11, 2024

A perspective shift

This Honeysuckle vine just can't give up. She always flowers early, and is the last to give up in the winter. A metaphor? Maybe. But maybe just a distraction toward beauty too. And persistence.

The world has not ended, and time is slowly slowly working its on-with-it magic. Or maybe it's just putting some distance between the acute pain and the chronic.

It is again unseasonably warm today, reminding of me how much we have already lost. But I also have a bunch of glazing to do, a meeting to get an agenda out on, and planning for gatherings of friends. There have been some wonderful essays circulating in this internet universe. I'll share a couple that have been sent to me by friends.

https://youtube.com/watch?v=BaCEtZnXWdY 

https://www.nytimes.com/2024/11/11/opinion/against-panic-a-survival-kit.html?unlocked_article_code=1.ZE4.qsMQ.qHU8bgK38DjG&smid=url-share 

 

And here's one of Jasper and I on a fall day at The Quarry's Dock. 

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/kessJOCGGTw

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