As the cool days of fall darken earlier and earlier, and the dark of night stays with us longer and longer …
Dark comes early, closer to South
Leaves fall all
The wood pile is just high enough,
The food sufficient for the coming days,
The water enough and replenish-able,
And the air is fresh,
My clothing rather well prepared for the coming months,
The shelter from the weather to come is mostly prepared,
My labour is directed, consumedly so, towards writing what must be written.
My love grows and wanes, I am loved well and always.
And God holds me safe.
What more can one ask for from life, from God, from all that might be?
All that might be.
How many humans have had so much less, so much less, so much less.
So much less.
The beauty of the world is at my fingertips, literally, as a cell phone camera captures what can be seen and hoped for?
Cell camera photos: harvest moon, over three harvesters
For what more would anyone wish from life?
More than the time each morning to celebrate that Christ is with us, in body and blood?
More than the ability to see beauty and share it with others?
More than the ability to know truth, without doubt, or hesitation?
More than to live well?
73804 mitkommen! – from the movie Remembrance, Tomasc calls out to Hannah to come with him, he dressed as a German soldier initiating their escape, as he carries a canister of photos of the Nazi concentration camp.
Wahrheit, was sonst? – Truth, what else?
Und weshalb nicht?
West with Accents