I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

from Mary Oliver's "The Summer Day"

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Perchance to Dream


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Isn't she sweet?

This is a rare event, as Laura has been getting up at six. This morning, though, I had to wake her up a little after seven so we can stay on our nice little schedule.

I was just thinking that I don't have many pictures of her sleeping. Now I have three more!

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