Didn't really go anywhere, since that last post in April, except into the grading burrow, then to lots of Younger Daughter's last softball games, and then finally up to Illinois for Older Daughter's college graduation. Her commencement speaker, retired Air Force General Larry O. Spencer, had choice words about civility and its absence in our current politics, and about privacy and its absence in the lives of young people. Refreshing, inspiring words. Hope the kids were listening.
Younger Daughter graduated too, from High School. Lots of commencing going on around here, the milestones are piling up.
I'm still faithfully rising each day, early enough to look for catchable and occasionally postable reflections. But since Older Daughter returned with her canine companion Scooter (a Dachs-Beagle, like Sheriff Woody's pal Slinky), I'm finding it necessary - she's not an early riser under this roof, but he is - and now actually preferable, to head straight out into the pre-dawn and a 10-legged perambulation with the pooches. We were out there well before 6 this morning, enjoying the mild morning.So, henceforth these dawn reflections may not be posted 'til the day is well under way. But that's no matter, as Henry said: "To him whose elastic and vigorous thought keeps pace with the sun, the day is a perpetual morning. It matters not what the clocks say or the attitudes and labors of men. Morning is when I am awake and there is a dawn in me."
Today's simple reflection, then, is that I can be Up@dawn whenever I like.
