Sorry to be late today. No real good excuse – just am – did anyone notice? I do wonder sometimes. It’s been a good day. Good ideas, good work out, good people to talk with, good work to accomplish. So forgive me if I worked on the other things in life besides writing today. This was a tough week. Oh and I stayed up really late to watch the ending of the “Hatfields and McCoys,” which I had recorded. (I never do stuff like that normally.)
So as I often do I will turn to Wendell Berry who shares a poem,
The Real Work
It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come to our real work,
and that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
The impeded stream is the one that sings.
There you go. I was an impeded stream today. Have a weekend filled with Re-Creation.