Friends of the Richelieu. A river. A passion.

"Tout cedit pays est fort uny, remply de forests, vignes & noyers. Aucuns Chrestiens n'estoient encores parvenus jusques en cedit lieu, que nous, qui eusmes assez de peine à monter le riviere à la rame. " Samuel de Champlain

"All this region is very level and full of forests, vines and butternut trees. No Christian has ever visited this land and we had all the misery of the world trying to paddle the river upstream." Samuel de Champlain

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

The travel of light

The prism in my living-room window makes the rainbow colors travel across the furniture: it shows me the planet turning on itself, my side of its face once more to the sun, very slowly, but visibly nonetheless.

This week, a male Cardinal was signing his territory. Yesterday, I saw a Redwing Blackbird at the feeder. And this morning, a flock of Cedar Waxwings were feasting on the decorative crabapples.

Slowly, the grip of deep winter is loosening, as sure as the planet turns on its axis and around the sun, slowly tilting my side of its face a little more directly towards the source of life.

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