The Ocean

I spent the day with my 18 month old grandson, and then drove over to the ocean to Half Moon Bay for the night.  What a gift.  The sound of the ocean – the waves – all drops and rolls in trust and ease.

How appropriate are these words by Lynn Ungar for me today..

And you–what of your rushed and useful life? Imagine setting it all down—papers, plans, appointments, everything—leaving only a note: “Gone to the fields to be lovely. Be back when I’m through with blooming.”


Morning Walk