May 21, 2014

Spring travels

This spring in Minnesota is a brief few days. Sadly the Winter was so harsh and many perennials didn't make it. Now the weather is going from cold to hot and we will be in Summer in a flash. I did track down a few morels and battered them for lunch, and I enjoyed seeing the wild ginger in bloom today. This week has also seen American redstarts for the first time in my back yard. The highlight though was coming across a baby faun while looking for mushrooms. It was curled up and sound asleep in the woods. We startled it and it got up and stumbled away, it was so delicate and spotted - such a picture of innocence.  

I have been spoiled this year so cannot complain about the weather. I spent December in Australia, then 2 weeks in February and April in Missouri, and 2 weeks in England also in April. All in all I have already had one summer and 2 springs this year. Not bad considering it is only May.

We were in England for work for 1 week, but we took an extra week and caught up with family in Chester and friends in Hampshire. My husband treated me to a night in a lovely hotel in one of our favourite villages, Bosham in Sussex. I am feeling very fortunate indeed.




The diary of an old soul - George MacDonald

"Thy will be done. I yield up everything.
"The life is more than meat" -Then more than health;
"The body more than raiment" - Then more than wealth;
The hairs I made not, thou art numbering.
Thou art my life - I the brook, thou the spring.
Because thine eyes are open, I can see;
Because thou art thyself, 'tis therefore I am me."
-The diary of an Old Soul - George MacDonald

May 9, 2014

Beauty is Truth, truth beauty



“Her religious poetry was surprisingly slender, and as I was eager to know more about her religion, I asked her about this aspect of her poetry. She replied with these lines from Keats' Ode to a Grecian Urn: 'Beauty is truth, truth beauty'--that is all Ye know on eath, and all ye need to know'. Do not ask me to immortalise the great Mystery of Life. I am just a humble worker. For beauty, look to the Pslams, to Isaiah, to St. John of the Cross. How could my poor pen scan such verse? For truth, look to the Gospels-- four short accounts of God made Man. There is nothing more to say.”
― Jennifer WorthThe Midwife: A Memoir of Birth, Joy, and Hard Times

Finiteness

My heart and mind are not big enough, the pressure of feeling such a depth of joy and sorrow, the vastness of this world and the God of the Universe, sometimes it feels overwhelming and I start shutting down, focussing on the everyday small details of life. I cannot hold it all, oh but wait, I remember now - I DON'T HAVE TO. 
THE MILKY WAY