It’s been a long day

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Once I witnessed a windstorm so severe two 100-year-old trees were uprooted on the spot. The next day, walking among the wreckage, I found the friable nests of birds, completely intact and unharmed on the ground. That the featherweight survive the massive, that this reversal of fortune takes place among us — that is what haunts me. I don’t know what it means.

~ Mary Ruefle, Remarks on Letters from Madness, Rack, and Honey: Collected Lectures


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  1. Let the featherweight survive … Seems like they let go, rather than resisting or trying to prevent the worst. May tomorrow bring fair weather 💛

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  2. Haunting is allright — in curious doses. Not the zombie/horror kind, nor the why him/why not me venue. I was haunted by a gravel drive that quickly ended in a field that I’d drive by every day. My haunting stopped when I wrote about it — when I wrote the story about the old man spectre who still walks the field. A little haunting is good for the soul.

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  3. grit knows no size. (my post for the morning is a wind story as well)

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  4. The path the wind takes is not discriminatory, spawned in the distance, feed in the near, it comes in waves, a lull, then continually builds,changing, destroying and sparing, It continues to push, noisily with force forward, whipping, gathering, forming a vortex, spinning, rotating, twisting, unyielding while its center is ‘calm’ and ‘chaos’, surrounds… reaching maximum it beings to slow like a clock face arms with dying batteries, slow die down, anemic, weakening…ending …the aftermath prevalent and the memory of the sound of the force, still haunts…/// having a need to take it slow this past afternoon and evening. I’ll send a proper thank you email another time, thanks.

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  5. Tho she be small, she is fierce – paraphrasing Shakespeare.

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  6. I’m not a scientist, but I’m sure it’s all about physics and mass and resistance. There’s also trajectory and wind shear and mathematics. We just can’t see how all those forces work together in the big stew of a storm, so it looks like magic or a Big Mystery.

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  7. Reminds me of this, David… 🙂
    http://thekidshouldseethis.com/post/84450084982

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  8. Reblogged this on talktodiana and commented:
    Sometimes what logic dictates should happen plays out completely different and seems to make no sense at all like giving all you have and having more because of it, speaking in a lower voice to be heard, finding new hope and strength in the midst of great loss …

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  9. Realizing that we don’t know the answers, realizing that we just need to go with the flow, with the wind, with the storms and summers of life – that is the hardest effort of humankind.

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  10. OH Wow! this is so beautiful and haunting and inspiring all in one.

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