Archive for the ‘August’ Category
And so August and, by common measure, summer end. I am tied up in peripherals most of the day, but do manage to have a lobster roll and a glass of pinot grigio with a friend to mark its passing. This season has been good to me, less fraught with upheaval than the previous three. My son arrives home tomorrow after over a year. My daughter and her family will be here mid-month, I am “off” from teaching until 2014, I have a ticket to Rio. My second “date” was better than the first. And so I am content to be happily anticipating the approach of autumn.
as life’s length is uncertain for us all
we bleed and cry and laugh and feel the ground
beneath our feet gratefully standing tall
and if we were to fall right now the sound
would echo in a thousand hearts nay more
the ripples of our life extending on
beyond the pile of troubles at our door
beyond the dark of midnight to the dawn
of clearer understanding if not hope
bound by the ties of friendship if not love
uncertain when our reach exceeds our scope
disarmed by acts of kindness heartache of
the abyss thankfully still matters less
than the exquisite joy of humanness
Today classes start for many friends and colleagues, but not for me. My sabbatical officially begins, although yesterday should count too as I was able to side-step the dreaded 8-hours of meeting that mark the start of the academic year. I cheerily continue my home fix-up, anticipating friends and reunions of the next few day.
A quiet day, finding years of e-documents, artifacts, CDs recorded, books written, to compile my self-study for work, due before I leave for Rio. Tedious, but not without pleasure as the accomplishments resurface and commit themselves to black-&-white description, marking the road I have come down to get here.