Another Friday Farrago

The golden hours

You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by.  Yes, but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.

~ James M. Barrie

Trees in winter

Tall and lanky

Trees in winter lose their leaves.  Some trees may even fall during storms, but most stand patiently and bear their fortune.

They endure rain, snow, wind, and cold.  They bear the adornment of glycerin raindrops, glimmering icicles, or crowns of snow without care.  They are not concerned when such lustrous splendor is dashed to the ground.  They stand, and they wait, the power of their growth apparently dormant.  But inside, a burgeoning is building imperceptibly.

~ Deng Ming-Dao, 365 Tao: Daily Meditations

News from near the Bogs

Tracks on the driveway this morning here at the Wabi-Sabi Ranch

A lot of people like snow.  I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.

~ Carl Reiner

Wings

In the wings

Run my dear,
From anything
That may not strengthen
Your precious budding wings.

~ Hafez

Beauty found

Swirl

I seek truth and beauty in the transparency of an autumn leaf, in the perfect form of a seashell on the beach, in the curve of a woman’s back, in the texture of an ancient tree trunk, but also in the elusive forms of reality.

~ Isabel Allende

Silent Sunday

Progress on the Wabi-Sabi Ranch

Warming up

Every day you may make progress.  Every step may be fruitful.  Yet there will stretch out before you an ever-lengthening, ever-ascending, ever-improving path.  You know you will never get to the end of the journey.  But this, so far from discouraging, only adds to the joy and glory of the climb.

~ Winston Churchill