I keep saying the wind is howling, but it keeps howling. So, what else is there to say? It's absolutely pointless to plan any outside activity - the wind would be working against you. It seems to have caused havoc in Boston.
On the coldest nights, my brother threw carrot chunks out near the bird feeder. He did this after we saw a rabbit eating bird seed while frozen snow was on the ground. I told him that, since vegetables contain so much water, they would freeze and be too hard to eat - not so. The rabbits came along and chewed them happily. They'd come right after dark, stay and chew for a while, then disappear. Only to return the next time we looked out. They seem to stay up all night doing this, coming and going, snacking. After a couple of nights, two opossums were there, getting bird seed from the ground. That went on for a couple of days, and then a very large raccoon appeared, looking like he was hunting for grubs. And I haven't seen a rabbit since. But they are taking the carrots, so I suppose they're being more careful. A raccoon is a sometime predator of rabbits.
I bought some rayon for another skirt
The green is a bit greener than this, but still a soft shade.
Since I got Malcolm Guite's The Word in the Wilderness: a Poem a Day for Lent and Easter, I use it, and so far haven't tired of it. The sonnet for today has to do with the devil's second tempation of Jesus in the desert wilderness.
All the Kingdoms of the World
So here's the deal and this is what you get:
The penthouse suite with world-commanding views,
The banker's bonus and the private jet,
Control and ownership of all the news,
An 'in' to that exclusive one per cent,
Who know the score, who really run the show,
With interest on every penny lent
And sweeteners for cronies in the know.
A straight arrangement between me and you,
No hell below or heaven high above,
You just admit it, and give me my due,
And wake up from this foolish dream of love...
But Jesus laughed, 'You are not what you seem.
Love is the waking life, you are the dream.'
- Malcolm Guite
"Then the devil led him and showed him in an instant all the kingdoms of the world. And the devil said to him, 'To you I will give their glory and all this authority; for it has been given over to me and I give it to anyone I please. If you, then, will worship me, it will all be yours.'"
- Luke 4:5-7
I ordered Malcolm Guite's 'The Word in the Wilderness' and it has arrived so I have a bit of catching up to do. It does look good! I am actually going to meet him in two weeks time at a Poetry and Prayer Lent group! That is if I can find the venue in Felixstowe forty miles away by 9.00 am. I've only been to Felixstowe once before, years ago and Richard drove us. MG will be 'exploring the links between poetry and prayer, particularly the ways in which poetry can enrich and deepen our spiritual life. He will focus particularly on George Herbert's poem "Prayer" and how each of the powerful images in that poem can unlock for us different aspects of prayer'. I will let you know how I get on :)
ReplyDeleteYou will benefit from that book, Clare - I am sure of it. And how envious I am that you're going to see him in person!
DeleteWow - that last line - "Love is the waking life," takes me deep...
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DeleteI have seen a very large raccoon inside the cats' barn space where I leave their food. The cats are very much afraid of him and run away.
ReplyDeleteBig bully.
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