The End

Monday, December 31, 2007 around 10 am mountain time

A friend and colleague of mine sent me this opinion from The Times this morning, and I loved it.

It’s not that time isn’t passing or that the night doesn’t show it. The stars are wheeling around Polaris, and the sugar maples that frame the pasture are laying down another cellular increment in their annual rings. The geese stir in the poultry yard. A hemlock sheds its snow. No two nights are ever the same.

I always wonder what it would be like to belong to a species — just for a while — that isn’t so busy indexing its life, that lives wholly within the single long strand of its being. I will never have even an idea of what that’s like.

Thanks, Todd. Happy New Year.

This entry was posted on Monday, December 31st, 2007 at 10 am and is filed under life.

No comments

Jump to comment form | Comments RSS | Trackback URI

Have your say

XHTML: You can use these tags: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>




Safari hates me
«
»