This week, I took the ravine in the morning. And it was something, to see the light hit the other side of the ravine as the sun rose. To watch crepuscular rays cut across the morning dew that had not evaporated. It was a different place than it is in the evening. It's easy to think that the natural world changes slowly; erosion, the growth of trees - they're happen in slow-mo compared to our short and hectic lives. Our overwhelming impression is that fragile as these places are, they're solid, unwavering. But this week I saw a fickleness that delighted me. And that it was as simple as seeing it at a different time of day doubled that delight.
There were lots of lovely things on the internet this week:
- Victoria's home is just beautiful. I love her style.
- I really feel this (I especially felt it the winter of our ice storm, when so many beloved trees were lost): "Increasingly, knowing your surroundings, recognizing the species of animals and plants around you, means opening yourself to constant grief." - Helen MacDonald
- Beautiful writing by Belinda McKeon: "I like to teach it because it’s a piece of fiction which seems to enact—to make starkly tangible—the fundamental problem out of which fiction is made. That problem is distance. The distance to be attempted, the distance to be crossed; the many, many pools—each of a different depth and shape and temperature, each possessing its own particular murk and feel—through which a story must pass on its way to being a story."
- For many of us "freedom is just a *closes tab* away"
- I love that Edna was elected Saoithe. (And I love that Ireland has an honour that comes with a torc and is so utterly Tolkienesque)
- Think twice if you use products with microbeads (also for beauty reasons too)
- This man is my hero. I am the luckiest kind of immigrant, one who came entirely of her own volition. But I never forget that many fellow Irish men and women took the same path under much different circumstances. I will always be on the side of those trying simply to build a safe life somewhere new, and I'll never understand those who feel that threatens their world.
Happy weekend, friends.