He’ll stare at you with his big blue and brown eyes, drool on your leg, and make you feel just a little bit guilty about that calorie-dense decadence that you’ve chosen for breakfast. Perhaps you’ll give him a little nibble today. Or perhaps you won’t. Rest assured, tomorrow, he’ll give you a chance to make it up to him.
stairway to heaven
There’s a lady who’s sure all that glitters is gold And she’s buying the stairway to heaven. When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for. Ooh, ooh, and she’s buying the stairway to heaven. There’s a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure ‘Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings. In a tree by the brook, there’s a songbird who sings, Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it makes me wonder. There’s a feeling I get when I look to the west, And my spirit is crying for leaving. In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees, And the voices of those who stand looking. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it really makes me wonder. And it’s whispered that soon if we all call the tune Then the piper will lead us to reason. And a new day will dawn for those who stand long And the forests will echo with laughter. If there’s a bustle in your hedgerow, don’t be alarmed now, It’s just a spring clean for the May queen. Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run There’s still time to change the road you’re on. And it makes me wonder. Your head is humming and it won’t go, in case you don’t know, The piper’s calling you to join him, Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know Your stairway lies on the whispering wind. And as we wind on down the road Our shadows taller than our soul. There walks a lady we all know Who shines white light and wants to show How everything still turns to gold. And if you listen very hard The tune will come to you at last. When all are one and one is all To be a rock and not to roll. And she’s buying the stairway to heaven.
— Led Zeppelin, Stairway to Heaven
big, big rocks
Yesterday, we stole away for a nice long hike among the big, big rocks. It was breathtakingly beautiful all around. And of course I was lucky enough to be out with The Man and The Boy (aka YaYa) who are even more beautiful inside and out.
I freaked out trying to follow YaYa up to a higher vista point where the view was spectacular but my fight-or-flight instincts were kicked into full tilt. And the thing is, it wasn’t nearly as high as the rock these guys were on. Then again, we didn’t have any ropes.
grist for the mill
When Cindy and I are out for a long adventure, getting lost is usually a part of the fun. We find all sorts of new and exciting places, stop and goof off in what ever why suits us at that moment, and often times log a few more miles than we planned. It’s all grist for the mill. Right?
We return to civilization worn out and often kind of loopy headed. And then we make plans to do it again really soon.
the light of the world
I’m not one to quote the bible but this photo made me think of the following verse which I have always loved.
You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden. Nor do men light a candle and put it under a bushel, but on a stand, where it gives light to all in the house. Let your light so shine before men.