Well it’s that time of year again. I’ve been blogging for 5 years today. A really long, long time. I’ve got some thoughts on it as well as something coming down the pipes to commemorate it. Until then . . . I have nothing substantial to offer.
When despair for the world grows in me, and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be ... I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought or grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free. - Wendell Berry