Choosing Life

The miseducation of.....

A Photo
Mother, son, cousin dogs chillin'

A Muse
Catching up with one outpost of the family at a comfortable distance, what with the sun, blue skies, family, food, walking, more food. 
For a day great to live in the moment and put aside the constraints and what is missing during these times.

Rediscovered this poem this last week by Derek Mahon.

Everything is Going to be All Right
How should I not be glad to contemplate
the clouds clearing beyond the dormer window
and a high tide reflected on the ceiling?
There will be dying, there will be dying,
but there is no need to go into that.
The poems flow from the hand unbidden
and the hidden source is the watchful heart.
The sun rises in spite of everything
and the far cities are beautiful and bright.
I lie here in a riot of sunlight
watching the day break and the clouds flying.
Everything is going to be all right.


A Tune
Doo be doo - Freshly Ground
Because it's been a doo be doo be doo be doo kind of day