"As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame; / [ . . . ] Each mortal thing does one thing and the same: / Deals out that being indoors each one dwells; / Selves -- goes itself; 'myself' it speaks and spells, / Crying 'What I do is me; for that I came'." --Gerard Manley Hopkins
23 October 2008
A quarter moon and diamond stars sparkling in the crisp air of early morning dark; a light mist swirling about the car on the old ferry road: beauty that makes the reluctant early rising much less painful.