THEOLOGY
If you study the leaves
each is a little book,
and the stems of grass
are lines of poetry.
Where is the patience
to hear what the wind
keeps telling us?
The blackbird in the bush
sings a psalm of summer.
Listen.
R. R. Strahan
Ah, yes, listening, so often admonished so little practiced. Listening to nature is one thing, listening to each other in another. While another is speaking I'm soooooooooo tempted to concentrate on preparing my reply that I don't really hear what the other says. Uffda!
Our morning walk took us through the cemetery. There we surprised a deer, maybe gloating over the grave of a fallen hunter.😉 The road on which we walked was very quiet, one vehicle went by during the hour we walked. We were teased with .2" or rain last night, more is predicted so here's hoping.
Takk for alt,
Al
A view from our morning walk.
1 comment:
Hi Al--I've lost touch with your blog because it's not as handy to access. I get bogged down on Facebook, the New York Times, and the Olympia newspaper. Add the incoming emails, and then I realize I've been reading for more than an hour. It's Sunday afternoon, leisurely, no hurry, so I accessed your blog and caught up with you. I trust your medical procedure was helpful and not too big of a deal. No real news here. Today felt like a day out of the 1940's or 50's. On Sunday afternoon we went for a ride in the car. Drove around Olympia looking at places we haven't seen for way too long. Then took a long walk around the state capitol grounds enjoying the beautiful landscaping, the impressive buildings, and the comfortable temperature. Looking forward to watching "60 Minutes", our Sunday evening television highlight. I'm reading "Leadership in Turbulent Times" by Doris Kearns Goodwin and relishing stories about US presidents who knew how to lead--Lincoln, both Roosevelts, and Lyndon Johnson. Those were the days.--Paul L
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