Monday, July 27, 2009

Summer in Maine

It's nonstop rain up here, but I love it anyhow. Something about the open spaces, the fog, the meadows, the salty sea smells, the scruffy mountains, the ice cold water . . . . Even the rain. Maine-it's one place on earth I really love.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Grand Master

It's been a blog-less summer so far. I can't quite keep up with things these days, I guess. And speaking of keeping up, I ran a race with my daughter on July 4, and I didn't stick around for the results. I'm not exactly the speedster on the block anymore, and I ran a pretty flat 7 minute pace. But today my daughter came home with a plaque for me . . . "Hey, Mom! You won the Grand Master prize!" Okay, there were 800 plus people in the race, but I doubt there were any women in my age group. Sigh.

So yeah. Now I get to be Grand Master.

Saturday, July 11, 2009

I love these lines . . .

from one of my favorite poems.

The leaves fall early this autumn, in wind.
The paired butterflies are already yellow with August
Over the grass in the West garden;
They hurt me. I grow older.
If you are coming down through the narrows of the river Kiang,
Please let me know beforehand,
And I will come out to meet you
As far as Cho-fu-Sa.