“When I heard the sounds of soft weeping, I
searched far and beyond for the source of the
Above and below I searched.
Under and around I looked.
I peeked between and through.
Yet never did I find the source…until I
–Mary Summer Rain, Pinecones Autumn Reflections, Volume One of Pinecones and Woodsmoke
Still thinking about Kathy’s Grief post. Made it out for a walk this morning. Yay images! I came home and was pulled to grab the book and opened to the page. 🙂
Cleaning the house for a comfortable place to be.
The cosmos is about the smallest hole that a man can hide his head in.
Gilbert K. Chesterton
It looked so cute, peeking out at me!