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Lines Written in the Days of Growing Darkness
Every year we have been
witness to it: how the
world descends
into a rich mash, in order that
it may resume.
And therefore
who would cry out
to the petals on the ground
to stay,
knowing, as we must,
how the vivacity of what was is married
to the vitality of what will be?
I don’t say
it’s easy, but
what else will do
if the love one claims to have for the world
be true?
So let us go on
though the sun be swinging east,
and the ponds be cold and black,
and the sweets of the year be doomed.
— MARY OLIVER
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Summer
Camping at Lower Lola Montez Lake:


Late afternoon at Speedboat Beach, our favorite neighborhood haunt:
4th of July time:


Babysitter Boot-Camp - A weeklong Red Cross program directed by Adam
End of AmeriCorps service year, celebrated with a team hike!
Climbing Mt. Tallac, the tallest peak around the Tahoe basin. The hike took 7-hours round-trip and was pretty picture perfect.
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