Kayaking at Heart

Thinking of some who lived in real hard times - humanly speaking. One man who I love to read made much of his time..........and somehow found it sublime. Late in life, as vicar of St. Dunstan-in-the-West, I wonder if he pondered some of the slime its patron had endured even while brilliantly celebrating HIS time?

I always think of Dunstan when I think of Donne, and today, paddling out into the harbor toward Little Africa in my mind, I bring with me these effluent words of comfort- for my time....

"And into that gate they shall enter, and in that house they shall dwell, where there shall be no cloud nor sun, no darkness nor dazzling but one equal light, no noise nor silence but one equal music, no fears nor hopes but one equal possession, no foes nor friends but one equal communion and identity, no ends nor beginnings but one equal eternity." - Donne

Saint Dunstan

Warm November Day

Today was warm and the sunshine backlit the gorgeous fall leaves grasses and fruits. As I went about my day's work and errands, I kept my camera near and found a few lovely mementoes for my library,