Some days are too long, but most not long enough. My obligations and ambitions pull me in too many directions, and before I know it the day is nearly gone.
But not without first posting something here. After all, a commitment is a commitment, and I am determined to meet the challenge.
Better thoughts will find their way to these pages soon. For now, this will have to suffice.
[Daily post 062 of 260 in my year-long challenge.] ♨
Religion has been an implied value in America’s national park idea from the time of the earliest nineteenth-century parks to the present. But the religious element usually remains buried in visitors’ private aesthetic responses to park experiences and attractions. Rarely do specific theological views appear in the parks, even in unofficial activities or park uses. Certainly, the National Park Service…
“Why do we have a garden?” we ask ourselves when the weather makes working in the yard a sweltering pain. For food, for exercise, for meditative relaxation.
To the extent that we have all become consumers in every facet of our modern lives, we live in the touristic ethos of consumerism. All of us are tourists all of the time.
Tomorrow the equinox arrives. Tomorrow ends longer days as we pass through a moment of balance between light and dark.
Watching the nearly full moon set, we felt the first hints of morning light following the solstice. Slowly the first day of the new year cut through the night’s frost to brighten a new season.
The detourist welcomes unanticipated changes in course, regards the derailment of one’s intentions and ambitions as a normal and agreeable opportunity.
