Monday, December 27, 2010

cursing the blessings

The water we will drink and the water that will nourish the flowers is falling from the sky today. It is white and fluffy and the wind whips it hither and yon.

There are snow shovels on the porch and later, when they get up, I will encourage/order my two good sons to go outside and curse their way through exercises in the cold. The old man is getting too old.

Imagine that -- cursing the sustaining source of life.

Naja, it's a well-worn habit...cursing the blessings that nourish us.

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