Noloholo, Day 25: Walking on in the dust of what has ended

[cswallow]

Clear, clean light all day. It sparkles in the tree branches, and sets our windows aglow with the criss-crossed lace of cobwebs and water spots. At 2pm, a bird slams into one of our windows. We wrap him in a towel and hope for recovery, but he does not wake, only stiffens in death. I lay him under an acacia tree, knowing the ants will find him soon

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[ext_608466]

i'm glad one of those motes made it out to seattle :)

[cswallow]

Me too! I added Seattle...

I'm liking that Swahili saying...

[anonymous]

I'll have to write that one down. "I have betrayed a toe on a stone, let it be." My Scottish grandfather used to say, when my mom was fussing at one of us when we were little kids, "Och, leave them be...leave them be." Wisdom in those words.

I used to do grant writing and after a while, no longer put it on my resume, but it's a great skill to have. You invariably get asked to administer the grant after it's been awarded. Good job security!