Dear Warrior’s All,
Been away a few days, lots of different focus, and there I was
Saturday sunset traveling through the northern central valley of
California. I thought about you, the folks I’ve “met” through our shared
concerns here, wanted to share the beauty; the sunflowers growing like
stubborn weeds right out to the edge of our paved intentions.( We can’t
stop and marvel at you sunflowers, we’re
traveling 65 mph on the interstate) How do we get on paths that go near
life, next to it, help us in some ways, but lock us out in others?
A brilliant pheasant drake was posed on the edge of a rice field, had he
arrived at his destination? The shear variety of foilage, the shades of
silver,grey,blue,green,golden, changing momententously in but a moment,
as rose purple blue sky of expressly white clouds shuddered with light
and quietly relinquished their captured rays. Dimmer, beautiful,evening
came.
This made my eyes feel better… And in the midst of this glory, I thought of you all
and wished a balm for each of you. Love, Jeannette
Anonymous
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