"This is the first, wildest, and wisest thing I know, that the soul exists and that it is built entirely out of attentiveness."
"With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things." ~ William Wordsworth
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Always waiting for the ball to be thrown
It's Sunday, and I miss my old Moss for a Sunday walk, tears will not bring him back but his solid companionable presence seems to lurk in the shadows.....