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"

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

And then

















We've thought about leaving early so we could have  another day to cross off some stuff on our mile-long to-do list at home. And then we saw this.

We're reconsidering that decision.

(In the meantime, I've also discovered what I believe to be the world's best blueberry muffin. And it should be noted that I consider myself to be one of the world's foremost authorities on the matter. Will has also discovered blueberry picking, which he loves and we plan to do again before we leave. Jamison and Will picked at least a zillion blueberries yesterday and I think they were something like $3.50. Seriously.)
Posted by Sara at 10:05 AM

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