This England: Rick Takes a Hike -- A Guest Post
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The River and the Sea
"The river is within us, the sea is all about us . . ."
— T S Eliot (Four Quartets)
How does the river run within the sea?
Like the coyote, bounding deer-like
in the soy bean field last evening,
and behind him the honeyed sun
a young girl’s hair, cascading among
the trees. He distanced gradually
from the road we cycled, his body
now disappearing beneath
the shrubby, wavy green, now
reappearing in the bob and bounce
of a cork retreating from shore. Like
a dream. Like a secret stone that leaps
as the sun sets, an opal, a tiger’s eye,
to the horizon, until he and the sun are one.
~ruth mowry~
Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed.
~President Dwight David Eisenhower
~Charles Baudelaire~
2 comments:
Your yard looks beautiful! I planted many more deciduous trees this spring. I like the pine trees but I really wanted some color as well as food for wildlife. In a few years they'll look good in the fall when they change colors. Ah you have a cute little Buff Rock too! I bet she's an ornery little cuss if she's anything like my Cheese Doodle. She hates it when I pick up Betty and tries to bite me hard! She's a little brat but a good layer, so I'll just love her anyway.
Thanks, Amy, most of our color is yellow and gold, just a little red. I don't think it will last long this year. They're coming down fast.
Daphne, so far, doesn't have much of a personality. She hasn't squatted for me yet, so I don't think she's laying yet. I'm still only getting 5-7 eggs a day. I have no clue as to why they're taking so long to get going.
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