Sunday - a morning of enchantment. Steve and I walk down to the junction for a latte. The motorcyclists are there, preparing for the Sunday Morning Ride out to Point Reyes. When they leave, it is a symphonic hum.
Thomas Moore said, “...we can't survive without enchantment... the loss of it is killing us.”
"There are only two ways to live your life: One is as though nothing is a miracle, The other is as though everything is a miracle. I believe in the latter."
Who could not agree?