Our separate and silent scribbling...
“None of us can ever know the value of our lives or how our separate and silent scribbling may add to the amenity of the world if only by how radically it changes us one and by one.” ~Mary Karr
Just a quick note on this Thanksgiving morning note a few things I am thankful for...
Every fall since we have lived in our present home, it has been my immense joy when the two surprise maples in our back yard go orange. From year to year the shade may very slightly but they never cease to delight me. Recently both of these trees were cut back and therefore are not as full as usual. But one morning this week, I opened the door to let the dogs out into the yard and there they were in their flaming glory.
They always envelope me in a state of tranquility that I look for each year. I think it must be that Capricorn pretext for consistency. When I look at them I want to go read something astounding or write something superbly done. It's like a grounding of my creativity or bringing everything into balance.
Post Election & Poetry
So nearly a week has passed since we Americans went to the polls to elect a president. Someone is always disappointing after all the votes are counted. I've trudged off to the polls to vote for president 12 times over my life and I had my share of both elated and disappointed outcomes. This election has been the absolute hardest one for me to process and I know I am not alone.
Michael Allyn Wells - notes & musings