Monday, September 03, 2007

Sky, sea, land

In retirement my life has serendipitously settled into three earthscapes: the Dingle Peninsula of Western Ireland, the island of Exuma in the Bahamas, and semi-rural New England. In Ireland, it is the sky that commands attention. Our cottage perches on a hill looking out into an ocean of sky -- a roiling, always changing spectacular of clouds, rainbows, sun, mist, and wind. In Exuma, the sea is at our doorstep -- turquoise, breeze-licked, seemingly infinite in extent, bringing to us gifts of the deep, fish of every color and stripe, sharks, dolphins, turtles, rays. In New England it is the land that holds one's notice, the underfoot. I walk back and forth to college each day with mini-binocs and magnifier, and it is the near-at-hand, the solid, the attached that I attend to -- flora and fauna, rock and still water.

You who have kindly joined me on this cyber porch are obliged to make the transitions with me. So put aside your rain gear now, dry your shoes and socks. For the next four months it is my land-bound Path through quietly domesticated New England that will inspire these musings. Everything has a story to tell. We'll walk alert. Listening. To the whisper of creation.