All that glitters

All that glitters is not gold;
Often have you heard that told…

~ William Shakespeare

Appropriate quote for this morning, in some ways.  It ends with:

Fare you well:  your suit is cold.’  Cold, indeed, and labour lost:  Then, farewell,
heat and welcome, frost!

The mornings are so deliciously frosty that I have decided to walk early in the day again to welcome the frost, but not instead of the late afternoon walk.  Rather, in addition to.  Two walks a day can’t hurt, and might even do me some good.

The frosty morning was the beginning of another lovely day here in the Bogs.  Still unseasonably warm and sunny.  It’s almost hard to believe the nights are cold enough for the frost faeries to visit.  We’re going to have highs in the 50s until Saturday when we’ll slide back into the 30s.

Within us is a secret longing to remember the light, to step out of time in this dancing world.  It’s where we began and where we return.

~ Jack Kornfield

Sunlight sparkling on the pond

I’ve nothing much else to add.  My mind keeps blanking on me every time I sit down to work on this post.  If I were meditating, that would be a good thing.

Funny how my mind can come up with a bazillion things during meditation, or in the middle of the night when I should be sleeping, but empties itself when I need a thought or two to pursue.

One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

~ Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

Well, this does not appear to be the day I’ll find the right words, simple or otherwise, so it’s time to wrap this up.  Thanks for stopping by today.  It might be a good sunset tonight.  It all depends on the clouds, if we get too many or the perfect amount.  Let’s meet on the deck later and find out.

Frosty path

Be good, be kind, be loving, just Be.  🙂

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