My music tonight is the song of Pacific tree frogs in the wetlands near my house. My office window faces the stage.
My sons want to know why frogs advertising their manliness brings me joy. True enough. Silly, really.
“I’m here too!”
Spring also means beautiful clouds, daffodils, blossoming trees . . .
The frogs persistently sing of possibility.
Worthy music, indeed!
A crocus from earlier this month.
Notice all the muddy ground.
December on Turtleback
I took a break from grading research papers.
The sun was out . . . that’s reason enough . . .
Rainbow over Crow Valley
There is a rainbow in this photo, but it almost blends with the clouds.
The smoke from the wildfires in British Columbia moved into Washington skies this week creating an otherworldly glow.
It’s that blossom filled time of year again.
Dame’s Rocket and Rhododendron
I’ve been organizing bookshelves in my office, and I found some classics from my past.
When I was 13, I had to make a decision about continuing my Catholic faith. I decided to step away from the church, and I had many questions. This book helped me with that:
Well-worn reminders of why books are so important.
I had almost forgotten about this fun middle grade adventure:
Check out these great interior illustrations:
Happy New Year!
I hope your year is filled with accomplishments and joy!
From “The Infinite”
So with my mind I encompass an eternity,
And the seasons die, and the present lives
In that sound. And in the middle of all that
Immensity, my thought drowns itself:
Sweet to me, to be shipwrecked in this sea.
—Giacamo Leopardi, translated by Richard Jackson
This is the time of year where the sun sits low in the sky and rain falls sometimes ceaselessly.
So much bad news in recent weeks and too many deaths.
It’s easy to fall into the darkness.
Yet, it’s not my nature to do so.
I find light in unusual places.
Moments of sunshine
and comfort when everything else feels chaotic and unsure.