Big Hill

By bighill

Ice patterns.

I went down to Baddeck after lunch, really looking forward to a massage from Rae!   got there at the appointed time, the door was locked and it looked like her car was still in the parking lot!   waited about 10 minutes....but was feeling a bit worried, cos Rae is about 8 months pregnant!   anyway....false alarm, my appointment was for tomorrow!!!!

must try and read my day timer more accurately.......i was really pissed off with myself for sure, cos we have other plans for tomorrow so i've had to cancel!!!

very cold here today, -12C.....

I also want to take a moment to say how sad i am to hear of the death of Mary Oliver, beloved poet .... her words have kept me comfort on many occasions, have pulled me thro some sad and lonely times.....she is one of those precious people that should indeed live forever!   One of my favorites:

Wild Geese

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

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