A somewhat frequent description of ordinary life on the edge of the Washington DC cityscape and political-scape from the perspective of someone who's only recently flown in.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Inauguration - The End
And here's how we ended the day . . . Kooper (at home waiting patiently on the floor) and his Keepers (partying at the Ball with the Obamas). The party's over. Now to work.
I was born in Williamsport, Pennsylvania, along the banks of the Susquehanna River, in the valley made up by Bald Eagle Mountain to the south, and gentle hills and valleys to the north. That place that sheltered me, gave me food and friends, and both physical and spiritual nourishment for 18 years. That is the space where I was physically and emotionally formed. Ever since growing up there . . . because of growing up there . . . I have been inexorably linked to nature . . . to the earth and to all life.