Saturday, July 19, 2008


After weeks of 12-hour workdays and too much activity on all fronts, with the exception of researching and writing, alas, my sweetie and I are enjoying three days of much needed R&R at Pismo Beach with these guys. Small joys. Happy days.

1 comment:

  1. no offense meant, since I do it too - but I wonder why we call these "small" joys, when intrinsically they offer the most profound soul-ease?

    It seems to me that the celebrated joys (all of the big expensive things) offer much less comfort, less solace than those of calm, relation to nature's other creatures, the natural world that we have (in large) repudiated except as a fantasy resort.

    strange, isn't it?


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