Creek Running North

I stand corrected.
Who knew?

So, I read my kids a bunch of stories tonight.  One was Two Large Stones, by Arnold Lobel:

Two large stones sat on the side of a hill.  Grass and flowers grew there.  “This side of the hill is nice,” said the first stone.  “But I wonder what is on the other side of the hill?” “We do not know.  We never will,” said the second stone. 

One day, a bird flew down.  “Bird, can you tell us what is on the other side of the hill?” asked the stones.  The bird flew up into the sky.  He flew high over the hill.  He came back and said, “I can see towns and castles. I can see mountains and valleys.  It is a wonderful sight.”

The first stone said, “All of those things are on the other side of the hill.” “How sad,” said the second stone.  “We cannot see them.  We never will.” The two stones sat on the side of the hill.  They felt sad for one hundred years.

One day, a mouse walked by.  “Mouse, can you tell us what is on the other side of the hill?” asked the stones.  The mouse climbed up the hill.  He put his nose over the top and looked down.  He came back and said, “I can see earth and stones.  I can see grass and flowers.  It is a wonderful sight.”

The first stone said, “The bird told us a lie.  That side of the hill looks just the same as this side of the hill.” “Oh good!” said the second stone.  We feel happy now.  We always will.”

In other words, I have no idea.

April, Earth weekend, full-moon, hike down Sabino Canyon following: the water, the moon, the shadows. With the most amazing special someone; she, who is also willing to enjoy it as much as me.

I always have told my students that it is far easier to love someone than to really like them.  Love is easy; to be the very best of friends willingly to allow one another to be all of themselves, that is what makes “to like” so difficult

I have to borrow from Mark Strand - love is the coming of light.

bound by the familiar, unconditional, forgiving..

Love is remembering your story, and telling it
often.

Love is also my copy of Walking with Zeke. Thank you so much for taking the time to do this. I knew it
would be good.

Again: Selflessness.

Love is letting go.

the thingies jumping across synaptic clefts going “wheeeee”

the thingies jumping across synaptic clefts going “wheeeee”

love it.

Sappho said love is the limb-loosener. Agha Shahid Ali called it the cage to cry in. And I always dug Auden’s ‘mortal, guilty, but to me the entirely beautiful.’

Love is the light which illuminates and animates your field of vision. Love is not needing to define that light in any particular way so that it keeps on spilling over and spreading. Love is the beauty of union and the pain of separation at the same time.

Oh, I like that one a lot.

Love is the passion which can change you , passion which can turn you from evil into fair , from bad to good , if anyone remember ( Beauty & the Beast ) will come to know the defination of love

“Not love, he thought to himself. And then thought, ... maybe they’d had such rotten luck with the love and man’chi aspect of relations because that word in [English] blurred so many things together it just wasn’t safe to deal with.
They were lovers. But Ragi said they were sexual partners.
They were lovers. But Ragi said they were associated.
They’d made love. But Ragi said there they were within the same lord’s man’chi.
They’d made love. But Ragi said there were one-candle nights and two-candle nights and there were relationships that didn’t count the candles at all.
They’d made love. But a Ragi proverb said one candle didn’t promise breakfast. ...
He was quite out of his depth trying to reckon that. But with Jago he certainly wouldn’t count the candles. Whatever they could arrange, as long as it could last from both sides, that was what he’d take.”

From “Inheritor” by CJ Cherryh (p 365 of my paperback edition). This is part of a series set on an alien world where humans are co-existing uneasily with another species, Ragi, who are said not to have emotions in the same way as humans. (There are some obvious parallels to Terran situations too.)