Sunday, January 27, 2008
Blue sky dawning.
At last the cloud passed over. First we had a night of rich stars where the moon rose late into the sky. In the morning the sky was clear and blue, so blue. Together we walked up the hill to the great rock. The lichens grow close to the stone, patterning its surface with tones of gray and yellow and even bright ginger. On days like this you can feel that even the rocks are full of life.