Had I not seen the Sun
I could have borne the shade . . .
First, the shade — and yes, it’s hard to bear sometimes:
I’ll be brief. “Brief” seems a blessing, actually, once you read the following contributions by right wing and evangelical (assuming there’s a difference) nutcases. Best advice is to just hang on, it’ll all be over. And soon!
OK, so here goes nuttin’ — eight nuttin’s, actually:
(caution: recommend Saran wrap over your keyboard before proceeding)
Ok, so there, in no particular order, were eight full doses of toxic waste. Glad we’re done with that part. And now, prepare yourself for several (eight, actually) breaths of really clean and fresh air! (And yes, it’s now OK to remove the no-longer-needed Saran Wrap from your keyboard).
Here’s an abbreviated glimpse of what can reasonably be called ‘November’, or maybe ‘Autumn in the Rockies.’ Note the absence of humans, also the absence of things named Trump, Cruz, Huckabee, Nugent, Beck, et al. No toxic waste, in other words. No garbage! So go ahead, feel free to just sit back, relax, and enjoy.
November 1: a pair of Canadians ‘On Golden Pond’
November 4: Busy bee working the local ‘Forget-Me-Not’ bonanza
November 7: ‘The Last Rose of’ . . . Autumn
November 25: The lull — and the SKY! — before the storm
November 29: Same mountain, clear skies (finally!) and LOTS of snow
November 30: Little feller checking out his fresh white world
To close it out, here are two more from a similarly memorable November past:
Nov 2, 2009: Front Range lake reflection (inverted)
November 29, 2009: Thanksgiving (morning) backyard Guest
OK, so that’s it. Two worlds, both available, both accessible, amazingly different. One’s peaceful, the other nerve-wracking. Why is that? Why is the human world so indelibly messed up? Has it always been that way?
William Wordsworth once asked pretty much the same questions, then answered them in just a few words when he wrote, in his poem Lines Written In Early Spring:
To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.
Who, besides political or evangelical hacks, could ever find argument with that? Yeah, I know, there’s not space enough or time enough to list them all. Wouldn’t do any good anyway.