Here Comes the Sun: A Metaphor
I came across a video of James Taylor and Yo-Yo Ma performing an exquisite interpretation of Here Comes the Sun. It is, I think a wonderful metaphor for the events in my life for the past month or so. I am ready.
a potter’s life
On this most amazing day, I want to share a poem by ee cummings that is dear to me.
My good friend Lisa wrote about this day. I am passing it forward—-both the exuberance of youth and the wisdom of experience.
This week’s My Town Monday has two parts, so scroll down to the next after you have read this one.
It’s been quite a week in my town, the Village of Peninsula, population 602. We had our first real winter storm, complete with the ever-popular wintry mix and white out conditions. The Village is located in the beautiful Cuyahoga Valley. That means the only way in is down, and the only way out is up. Not so much fun on icy roads.
Folks are gearing up for the holidays in my town. Judy, from Terry Lumber and Supply, orders greenery and bows. The Garden Club decorates the bridge and the Village Hall, and merchants decorate their buildings. I’ll show you photos of this year’s Christmas in Peninsula next week.
Here is a look at a Christmas in Peninsula in another time.
Blessings come in all sorts of packages, some quite clear and others shrouded in confusion and mystery. It’s been a year of change, of challenge, of transition for all of us. One thing is clear: we are all one. We all live together in our towns on this beautiful blue planet, in this Universe.
I give thanks. I am grateful for the incredible beauty of this amazing planet, for the warmth of family and friends, and for the wisdom of the experiences of those whose lives have touched mine.
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