The Day After Earth Day

Earth Day has come and gone, but my time capsule dropped anchor offshore this morning, full of goodies like chocolate and coffee and red, white, and blue wine, and the very sweet news that my oldest granddaughter, currently a Junior in high school, will most likely attend The University of Oregon, fall semester, 2025.

I hadn’t yet earned the frequent-flyer miles necessary to be a philosopher or a poet, but I’m glad that Spring is also bringing me fresh flowers now every single day. And that I can hear the woodpecker going at it in the tree outside my window! The sound of the woodpecker is intense and rates at least one exclamation point, if not two!!

It’s possible too that I become lost in thought over and over and over, and for this gift I’m grateful. And that I’ve been given a blueprint that allows me to build and then re-build my little house.

“It is wholly possible to become a divine man without anyone’s recognition,” writes Marcus Aurelius in ‘Meditations” (Book 7, last sentence of entry 67).

Earth Day in a Potter’s Hand, photograph, April 22, 2024.