Giving Thanks…*

*…Then turning, danced…Back to his field, …And right before the pole… He kneeled… What prayers do scarecrows…Make to God? …Of sky and rain, …And wind and sod? …Or do they touch on love…Or beauty? …Do they sing of faith…And duty? …

The Scarecrow’s Dance

by Jane Yolen, Art by Bagram Ibatoulline

 

 

Sun…day Musing:*

*”…Postscript…Like so many of our happiest meetings…You happen to be walking along the right part of the shore, just as something is delivered there by the tide.  The two of you are on separate journeys.  You come from one direction, it comes from another, and your paths intersect.”

Strands…A Year of Discoveries on the Beach

by Jean Sprackland

 

Sun…day Musing:*

*”…we are rested when we let things alone and let ourselves alone, to do what we do best, breathe as the body intended us to breathe, to walk as we were meant to walk, to live with the rhythm of a house and a home, giving and taking through cooking and cleaning…”

Consolations…The Solace, Nourishment and Underlying Meaning of Everyday Words

by David Whyte