January 2009

In long range planning for a trip, I think there is a private conviction that it won’t happen.


Fire on the mountain: the image of the Wanderer

Hide of cattle, feather of fowl,
Granite of hill and wild mountain,
Lonely, lonely, lovely Elan.

To see, live, is to be breath
On ice, tear in a storm of rain: is man
Among autumn rising in your long voice.

In Gaza , children,
you learn that the sky kills
and that houses hurt.
You learn that your blanket is smoke
and breakfast is dirt.
you learn that the sky kills
and that houses hurt. (more…)

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies. (more…)

The region of the Lyn basin and the plain of Flanders consists entirely of low-lying meadow.  Throughout the winter months the clayey subsoil holds the water approximately two feet below the surface and there is a tendency for any minor declivity, whether natural or artificial, to become water-logged.

It is interesting to contemplate an entangled bank, clothed with many plants of many kinds, with birds singing on the bushes, with various insects flitting about, and with worms crawling through the damp earth, and to reflect that these elaborately constructed forms, so different from each other, and dependent upon each other in so complex a manner, have all been produced by laws acting around us …

There is grandeur in this view of life, with its several powers, having been originally breathed into  a few forms or into one: and that, whilst this planet has gone on cycling according to the fixed law of gravity, from so simple a begininning endless forms most beautiful and most wonderful have been, and are being, evolved.

On the Origin of Species

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