Again, too much time on line or on the phone to congressmen. What a way to spend Valentine's Day.
I must learn to balance my days better.
This was one of the days that I cried for missing my beloved's warm and solid presence, his exellent perspective, his balanced sense of the true and the right, his faith that good will win out and that it is our job to make sure of that, and his conviction that "S'iz doh a Gott in der welt..." (There is still a G-d in the world.)
I went for a walk at the little park nearby, around what is here called "Viele Lake" and which would be called back East "Viele Pond". The geese had taken over today, and were absorbed in munching the grass. A few nice dogs were leading their people on walks.
And I found the words that someone had painted in tasteful two-inch tall lettering along the path, one word underlined by the edge of a cement section, the next word perhaps 120-200 paces further on. They seem to be instructions for the next period in our civic life. Here they are:
I think I will take that with me to incubate overnight.