Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Like Snow


Suppose we did our work
like the snow, quietly, quietly,
leaving nothing out.

Wendell Berry - Like Snow

6 comments:

Nancy Claeys said...

Thank YOU for your comment today. Made my morning. xo

Mike Sepelak said...

Then we're even, Nancy. And I've been meaning to mention how much I like your new blog header. That black-and-white shot of the coiled wire is wonderful!

Howard said...

I don't think I've ever done anything quietly in my life but I like the sentiment.

Mike Sepelak said...

So I understand, Howard. Good hearing from you, whatever the volume.

M.A. Hughes said...

That's a satisfying pile of wood chips. Thoreau would be proud.

Mike Sepelak said...

There's little that can be viewed with greater satisfaction than a good, square woodpile. As I watch mine deplete through the winter, it almost makes me sad. But not sad enough to be cold. Thanks for the shout, Marc. Good hearing from you.