Perspective

Seen while walking in Ann Arbor yesterday.

Following a string of gray days, the sun is winking in and out of view, so it’s time to walk. Today’s other projects include my reading and notes for tomorrow’s meeting on The Magic Mountain, a “You took how many days off?!?” music practice, reading for this, and my current Latin unit.

Busse Woods

Yesterday’s walk reminded me to be grateful we live in a county with conservation areas through which one can walk and hear only the sounds of prairie grass rustling, trees swaying, small mammals darting, and birds calling. The steady drone of midday traffic certainly dampens the healing effects of an afternoon in the woods.

infinite detail and awareness

Yesterday morning at the dam.

Take it where you can find it, in old phonograph records, old motion pictures, and in old friends; look for it in nature and look for it in yourself. Books were only one type of receptacle where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget.

— From Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451