Glowing mundane life

We saw a bald eagle on our way home the other day. There is something so majestic in these birds that I believe that their presence betters us somehow. Perhaps we become stronger, more beautiful, closer to our true nature because of them.

Spending two days soaking in Earth's warm waters, surrounded by the quiet expanse of the Sierra Valley was a superb way for me to enter ten days of silence. The silence around me summoned forth the silence inside and I felt graced by the [rare!] quiet calm of my mind.



Now, back to Magnolia I am happy and delighted by the simple beauty that surrounds our lives here.
We have been here long enough that the grass is growing up around Maggie's wheels. When we got ready to leave our berth last summer in Cabot, Vermont our wheels were mired in mud. Hopefully this lush grass will not hold us back!
Sunset sets the faithful sheltering walnut tree on fire.
The sun does not set like this every evening, and when it does the light glows around our humble abode.
Andy's been working on a poetry project. I think you can tell how happy it makes him in this picture.