Dag Hammarskjöld

Dag Hammarskjöld, Markings
In the point of rest at the center or our being. we encounter a world where all things are at rest in the same way, Then a tree becomes a mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose riches we can only catch glimpses. The life of simplicity is simple, but it opens to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.

Saturday, July 7, 2012

Saturday

Gratitude for this beautiful day. In front of the camera lens, this beautiful paradise, which includes identified friends on these waters. Behind the photographer? Two sons, two daughters-in-law, two sets of granddaughters, two sets of friends encountered on this walk. And two wonderful meals. Not the least, by far, is Trophy Wife: always at my side. Did I mention Doberwoman? 

The wind is 12-15 today. What will be offered us tomorrow, when we are contending in Das Boot?

Doesn't matter. This day was good enough!

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