Most every day I put up a photograph on Facebook of the family farm. I do this because I realized a while back that I had forgotten that I lived someplace wonderful and was letting days, weeks, months, years slide by without truly taking the time to notice that fact. I will bend fair use by quoting three lines from Czeslsaw Milosz that explain why I stand out on my deck holding a cell phone camera along with my morning coffee:
I looked out the window at dawn and saw a young apple tree translucent in brightness.
And when I looked out at dawn once again, an apple tree laden with fruit stood there.
Many years had probably gone by but I remember nothing of what happened in my sleep.
I will do my best to cross-post the pictures here as well.