Lush September Sunday…the sky ablaze in blue and every other tree changing color…watching agog as two large bucks with even larger antler racks race aside my car as I drive down Chili Avenue…darting into traffic…missing everyone…confused by the suburban sprawl…but running with such knowing! Running with such purpose…
Later…afternoon grace…time for fresh blueberry bread with chocolate spread and spiced wines and autumn fruits and a nap as a baby slumbers and a sister writes and we know God remains in charge…even as the seasons melt into each other…the bucks outside the safety of their forest know it and we inside the safety of our own forest know it…’be still and know I am God’…
690 Saint Paul 