Day ? of the pandemic.
I discovered this week that it’s quite easy to lose track of what day it is. I have a calendar and so forth, but even so.
The clouds this morning were white and stone-grey mountains, full of threat and wonder both. I sat in the car and just gazed at them, for half an hour. I watched the sun and the shadow. I was astonished, and filled with joy, in spite of everything.
I’m told there is a mink on the other side of the creek, although I have seen it yet. A mink! All softness and sharp wee teeth, all gleam and slip-slide on the bank. I haven’t seen it yet, but I live in hope, even so.
The National Arts Center has made some of their plays available on Youtube for free,
for limited periods of time. I watched Benedict Cumberbatch and Johnny Lee Miller in FRANKENSTEIN last evening. Cumberbatch plays the Creature one night (it will leave you speechless), and the doctor the next. I haven’t seen the second one yet, but I’m SO looking forward to it. Oh, what a gift the arts are, and what astounding work some people do, in spite of everything.
A friend sent a link to a blog called “Minding Our Lives” by Pat Harrington. She reminded me of this poem by Mary Oliver:
INSTRUCTIONS FOR LIVING A LIFE
Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.
That’s it, that’s the entire poem. What more could there possibly be? and I thought again about clouds and mink and art, even so.
How are you doing, Beloveds? What’s astonished you today?