The several days following September 11, 2001, I spent a lot of time outdoors. I needed the reassurance that one horrendous event, even one caused by evil intentions, would not be the end of things. True, things would never be the same, but life goes on: the September sun and wind were no different, the pasture grasses smelled the same as always, and the blackbirds chirped nervously as they clustered up to migrate south.
And since the horrible events in Japan last week, I’ve found comfort in that same sense of unaltered pattern and predictability of nature on the small scale close to home.
Last Sunday, we visited some friends and hiked down to the beaver marsh on their property. Click to hear them: springpeepers. It could not have been any more life-affirming had it been the Mormon Tabernacle Choir singing the Hallelujah Chorus. (Earlier link hiccuped, replaced it with mp3 format so should work now.)