Sunday, January 10, 2010


My California R&R ends tomorrow... three weeks of holiday and family rhythms. And of gorging on sea and sky and sand, reconnecting to the grandeur and intimacy, the regular irregularity of the natural world. Not optimal for getting into the Job groove, for whom nature was inescapable and often terrifying, but I suspect it'll find a way in, as one imagines the morning stars singing together in 38:7.