Cue the waking insects stirring in the leaf litter. Cue the flashing bluebirds swooping from the bare maple branches to glean the insects stirring in the leaf litter. Cue the fox in his magnificent coat shining in the moonlight, his ears pricked, his tail curled perfectly around his beautiful fox feet. Cue the hard brown buds, waiting, waiting, all through winter but just beginning to quiver. Any day now — any day! — they will warm into blossom…
The world is burning, and there is no time to put down the water buckets. For just an hour, put down the water buckets anyway. Take your cue from the bluebirds, who have no faith in the future but who build the future nevertheless, leaf by leaf and straw by straw, shaping them and turning them into a sheltering roundness perfectly fitted to the contours of the future they are making.
Turn your face up to the sky. Listen. The world is shivering into possibility. The world is reminding us that this is what the world does best. New life. Rebirth. The greenness that rises out of ashes.
— Margaret Renkl, from “What to Do With Spring’s Wild Joy in a Burning World” (NY Times, March 12, 2022)
22° F, feels like 7° F. Cue your World anytime up here Margaret. (Photo: DK @ Cove Island Park, May 4, 2021.)
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Love it. Reblogged it and posted it with the caption: “This is so beautiful. I wish I had said it, but Margaret said it so well.”
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It is! She works magic with words. Thank you.
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always, always
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Very timely, thank you.
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Here, too, Margaret. We got 15” of snow yesterday. I could see the ground and bits of green grass on Friday. Thanks for the pink blossoms, DK. I’m starved for color. We are specializing in Cozy today.
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Cozy Day about describes it Mary Ann.
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Moved me to tears – against the painful drumbeat of horror and devastation, this is really even more beautiful than she may have intended…
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So agree Mimi.
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Re-blogged it…
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👌👌
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The greenness rising out of the ashes….dear Lord, but that is an image I am clinging to in the midst of so much horror at the moment. Thank you for starting my Sunday on such a hopeful note, pal… ❤️
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Yes!
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Très à propos in these tumultuous days
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Sure is.
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Cue it in over here too, please, Margaret! 14 feels like –4. But the sun is shining, so there is that 🙂
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-4. Ooooooo
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Oh hey! We are “up” to 0 now…
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Broiling!
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LOL! But windy, too. 27mph…
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Very springy, and not a moment too soon.
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No kidding!
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Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
Hoping so very much for just this!! … “The world is reminding us that this is what the world does best. New life. Rebirth. The greenness that rises out of ashes.
— Margaret Renkl, from “What to Do With Spring’s Wild Joy in a Burning World” (NY Times, March 12, 2022).
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That’s beautiful – text and pic!
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Thank you!
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Margaret Renkl’s words, great…love the photo…I am waiting for you to post this years photo of the gorgeous pink Dogwood tree in one of your town’s residential yards…(I know it is still a bit early for the Dogwood’s show of color)
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Me too Christie. Me too.
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