Colorado Visit

“This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.”

John Muir, John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir

Photos / A Song

I always have It's Christmas, I Love You by Daniel Ellsworth and Alva Leigh on heavy rotation this time of year.
Remember when Christmas was magical? Maybe I should be listening to Ron Sexsmith's Maybe This Christmas instead.

And I met a friend at the Como Park Conservatory in Saint Paul to take some pictures for her online dating profile ... but I got distracted ...

Sometimes

A good one to have in your head ...

 

 Sometimes
 Sometimes things don't go, after all,
 from bad to worse. Some years, muscadel
 faces down frost; green thrives; the crops don't fail.
 Sometimes a man aims high, and all goes well.

 A people sometimes will step back from war,
 elect an honest man, decide they care
 enough, that they can't leave some stranger poor.
 Some men become what they were born for.

 Sometimes our best intentions do not go
 amiss; sometimes we do as we meant to.
 The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow
 that seemed hard frozen; may it happen for you.


-- Sheenagh Pugh

 

To His Future Daughter

"I hope you grow up with your father's sense of humor .. and ... not ... his nose."