In Whatever Form in Everyday Ramblings
- March 27, 2016, 10:50 p.m.
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Belated Happy Easter!
Although we had rain and sun and wind and hail and big dramatic skies it has been a lovely day. I saw a family of lesser scaups, a small black and white diving duck, Aythya affinis, on the river down by Oregon City as I was passing by on the train.
I was all teched out for my travel time today with my matched audio book and Kindle pair of a very good version of the Bhagavad Gita, my Bluetooth headphones and my Kitty Collector game and a whole bunch of podcasts.
It was wonderful after taking the same route seeing flooded fields and winter vistas a few times recently to see new growth and the trees beginning to leaf out.
Hopeful.
I wrote a poem about this, once I went hiking with Angel Boy at Point Reyes on Easter, first time we were allowed on the trails that year after a terrible fire and amidst the starkness around the black twisted stumps of the trees there was new growth everywhere, and to my astonishment and delight a wild bunny or two as well.
As I was walking home from the train station this evening I was listening to a lecture about early Irish mythology. I am very much enjoying these lectures, first on Greek, then Roman and now Irish mythology.
The Gita teacher went off on a weird tangent (no surprise there) this week and started talking about the labors of Hercules and I was like, Ha! I know exactly what he is talking about.
And as I mentioned in an earlier post, Hope was indeed stuck in the lid of Pandora’s box.
I have been thinking a lot about hope this week. Teaching a meditation about it in my classes.
There is a headline in the Sunday Review section of The New York Times today that says, “Je Suis Sick of This”.
I concur and I don’t live in France or Belgium or Pakistan.
After all the bad news is was lovely to spend the day with Kes and Most Honorable. Kes is feeling much better than she has been and it is so good to see here breathing normally (or as close to it as a person can in peak allergy season, her car is covered in pollen).
They say there is a prospect, a possibility, the potential and we are all crossing our fingers that it may, don’t hold your breath, actually stop raining for a week or so!
It is going to be a busy week and that would be such a huge relief.
With so much sadness and difficulty in our troubled world my wish is that your Easter was comfortably abundant and full of beloveds in whatever form they come in.
Last updated March 27, 2016
Lyn ⋅ March 27, 2016
Like how the flowering branch runs through your photo.
Glad you enjoyed your family, I had fun with mine too. The baby (Aubrey who turned one last week) is a hoot. If she does something that makes her big sister laugh she repeats until no reaction. She eats everything - ham, green beans, pineapple, strawberries, and on. She even loved the spicy cinnamon gummy bunnies asking for more.
May dry weather grace you. 👍
Deleted user ⋅ March 27, 2016
So glad your Easter Day was a good one !
gypsy spirit ⋅ March 27, 2016
nice photo....and I find your choice of reading material really interesting too. Enjoy the journey. hugs p
ODSago ⋅ March 27, 2016
Lovely trip and reading. I finished Old Filth by Jane Gardam, and read in two days All Passion Spent by Vita Sackville-West. Sound like saucy novels but no. Old Filth is about a remarkable man in his nineties whose wife has died and All Passion Spent is about a remarkable woman almost ninety whose husband dies. Such insightful writing about aged people and life in general. I learned from both, should I reach extreme old age, I shall incorporate some of each novel into my life I'd imagine. Will keep these books. Lovely photo--that sweep of branch and flower--I don't get to see those anymore.
noko ODSago ⋅ March 28, 2016
I read All Passion Spent when I was in my twenties. I bet it would be so different to read it now...
ODSago noko ⋅ March 28, 2016
Yes, I know it would. Vita S.-W. was born when my grandmother was and given that...I am totally amazed by her insight. My grandmother wouldn't have come near those thoughts, ones we found new and appealing in our twenties and thirties.
=bernard= ⋅ March 27, 2016
I'm jealous, you have fruit trees in bloom, I won't see that until at least May I'm sure. Like the idiot I am I went and bought some lily bulbs, the fragrant type, Stargazers, and Casa Blancas and others, I want some cut flowers for the house and they bloom for a while. When I worked for a florist, I became so use to the perfume of these flowers I miss them. Now if I can only keep the varmints away from them.