Encumbered with My Old Nonsense
Daily Photo? My ass.
Going from crisis-time to just-spring has made me a little dizzy and I can’t quite find my words, my balance. It’s enough right now to do my work and take my walks and see my neph and sleep sweet with the mutts tucked and twined between my legs. Luckily, I can be out of words right now, because I found better ones to stand in for me. Take it away, Ralph Waldo:
“Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.”
More soon: words, pictures, everything.
I can’t wait.