Each August, my friend Theresa's daughter goes to Slide Ranch. When I met Christina, she was a young camper. Now, she is a junior counselor. Slide Ranch is on the cliffs by the sea between Muir Beach and Stinson Beach. It is another wonderful project looking for funding, so if knowing that children are learning to milk goats, feed chickens, and gather eggs sparks something in you, send money to Slide Ranch. They've been there for a long time, and I would love to see them continue. The land was donated originally, but it is now part of GGNRA and so they need to up-date the buildings and bring them up to code. They need money, and every little bit helps.
Khalil Gibran, a poet from Lebanon, said that "trees are poems that natures writes against the sky." Isn't that lovely? I look out on trees, and see poems. In March, Jane wrote a poem about a friend of hers who stapled his poems to phone poles across the country. I thought of him as like Johnny Appleseed. She saw his poems as "fluttering like bandages in the wind."
Today, I feel pulled in and out of the beauty of trees like a yo yo or a kite on a string.
I was told about the book The China Study, which is billed at "the most comprehensive study of nutrition ever conducted." It came today, and I am anxious to dive in and see what it says. I'll share with you what I learn. Meanwhile it is Friday, and I am settling down in a pillow of calm. I realized today that I have now built up a small reserve of energy. It is like money in the bank. I am grateful for that.