Saturday, December 24, 2011

Peaceful thoughts

The Peace of Wild Things

When despair for the world grows in me

and I wake in the night at the least sound

in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,

I go and lie down where the wood drake

rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.

I come into the peace of wild things

who do not tax their lives with forethought

of grief. I come into the presence of still water.

And I feel above me the day-blind stars

waiting with their light. For a time

I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

Wendell Berry

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Greetings to the coming of the Light

Being as it is dark about 4 o'clock nowadays we are eagerly awaiting the coming of the light and the season of the are our best wishes for you and yours at this lightful time of the year.