Recently I learned that an acquaintance has received a grim medical prognosis. I don't know her well but I like her very much. As is typical when we hear such news, the room turned gray and so did my heart.
So here I sit, thinking yet again about sorrow and suffering. Job offers no answers -- although I must admit that watchiing his pompous blowhard friends get smacked upside the head is quite satisfying.
What can I learn about all this from the nature of things around me? Sunlight gleams through white curtains. There is such a thing as ecstasy. Muttley the Dog kisses Charlie the Cat. And, yet again, spring comes.
Darkness may bear down, but it does not prevail.
Today's front yard critter count:
Raccoons: 6 (Mama, the 4 teenagers, the New Guy)
Deer: 0
Squirrels: Lots. Very loud.
