Of wars, birds and bugs - and keeping the spring clear

Is it possible for things to get worse in Iraq? I read the news, I weep, I rage, and I head for the woods. Want to join me? Try "Hi honey, I'm home." If this sounds familiar, its a variation - with many new pictures - on the goose story from Adamsville landing. Only this time its at Slocum's River Preserve and deals with swallows, yellow warblers, lady bugs, dandy lions and other beautiful creations. And it gives my soul a sense of balance.

You'll find much more on the other side of things - things we, as citizens, need to pay attention to - in US and the World and In Peace Passion. Check 'em out. They are important - the events, not our writing about them. But then come back. Accept my invitation to this wonderful spot along the Slocum River in South Dartmouth. I don't claim - don't even attempt - to write like Frost, but he started me down this path with the invitation he extended a long time ago. His words appealed to me when I first read them about 50 years ago. Now, rereading them, I understand they go far deeper than what a first glance reveals. Robert Frost - The Pasture - from A Boy's Will:

I'm going out to clean the pasture spring;
I'll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I shan't be gone long - You come too.

I'm going out to fetch the little calf
That's standing by the mother. It's so young,
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I shan't be gone long - You come too.

Posted by Greg Stone at May 22, 2004 04:58 AM