A beautiful day

I. and I spent a beautiful afternoon out in Petersham at the North Common Meadow Trustees of Reservations' land. Perfect weather, so nice in fact that I took a little nap lying in the grass next to I.


Mr. Jack has recovered from surgery. It's a long story but we first thought it was another disk issue, this time in his neck. However, thanks to our vet, who I haven't been thrilled with in the recent past, we discovered that it was an abscess in a salivary gland. The vet removed it and now, about 2 1/2 weeks post surgery, Jack is his perky self. How blessed we are that it wasn't a disk and that the lump wasn't cancerous. Very blessed.

My new favorite poem

Write it on your heart...

Write it on your heart
that every day is the best day in the year.
He is rich who owns the day,
and no one owns the day
who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety.
Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could.
Some blunders and absurdities, no doubt, crept in.
Forget them as soon as you can, tomorrow is a
new day;
begin it well and serenely,
with too high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense.
This new day is too dear, with its hopes and invitations,
to waste a moment on the yesterdays...

~Ralph Waldo Emerson