…walking in the shushan woods…encountering altars…
…in the woods and on the walls…timeless travels
snow scatters sparkles coyotes cry in the night the dog lies alert
along a path in the woods around Lake Lauderdale
birch tree debris, fading messages… a meditation on time, the forest’s reclamation…
Harry got an early birthday present, a new fly rod from Orvis. Here is a view of the set up, assisted by Luther, our nephew who then went fly fishing for the first time. love the team … Continue reading
Harry invited me to go fishing with him this morning along the Battenkill. We brought along the dogs and had a wonderful time before the rain hit….
love the slowness of fly fishing and how much Harry loves it.
He has had a great week on the river, catching fish the last two days in a row… and deepening his relationship with the Battenkill…
Sammy took up her post, guarding the fisherman.
Willow is an intrepid explorer, wandering the shore…
Came across this quote from Walden by Henry David Thoreau:
“I love the broad margin to my life.”
consider the richness that comes with broad margins
margins not rigid but porous and expanding…
consider the margins of the battenkill river
caught in winter with the river and the sky promising spring to come.
On Saturday, I joined the Women’s March in Glens Falls, a small city in upstate NY with a population of about 15,000 situated in Warren County.
I loved this march, organized by Planned Parenthood. We met at their offices, on Warren Street with the smoke stakes of one of the last big paper mills behind us. You got the sense of how embedded in the community Planned Parenthood is here and everywhere. To kick us off, one of the directors of Planned Parenthood said that this was a march about love.
Organizers expected 150 people at most, but there were closer to 1,000 folks of all ages who marched. People marched for all kinds of reasons, mostly to make a positive statement in support of women.
I marched as a woman standing with women. I marched in support of Planned Parenthood. I marched as an independent, giving no allegiance to the two parties and with hope that the American people can find ways to fix our broken system. It was a joyous, mostly positive march with lots of conversations and connections. I was happy to be there.
Here are some of my favorite photos and signs from the march—