It is another beautifully vibrant day, and the nights are alive with this glorious moon. I am enchanted.
I purchased an orchid yesterday with flowers of gold lined with burnt umber. It is accompanying me here at the table and offers a welcoming nod.
Jane and I have been working vigorously on the book proposal. We are enjoying it, and see it is about refining and clarifying thought.
I am reading Al Gore's new book The Assault on Reason. I agree with all he says, obviously, and yet, I think he labors the points too long and too much. There is only so much I can absorb, and I keep pausing, and wishing all the horrors of Bush could just be listed and we could do something about them all, and then move on. I guess that is unrealistic and simplistic thinking.
The yard is filled with flowers and all is so beautiful. I hope we all wave like flowers on our stems today and enjoy the breeze and calm.