Monday, September 7, 2015
There is a band "Lord Huron" that named themselves after Lake Huron. One of their songs is entitled "Ends of the Earth"
"Oh, there's a river that winds on forever
I'm gonna see where it leads
Oh, there's a mountain that no man has mounted
I'm gonna stand on the peak"
Thursday, September 3, 2015
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
Wagener County Park was not very crowded and the view from the shoreline was beautiful but there is a problem with this park, it is a health hazard for anyone camping there and using the beach. There were children dressed in swimsuits at the campsite and I don't know how it could be enjoyable when you have to watch every step you take. The beach is not a clean beach; there were animal feces all over the sand. It is not a bathing beach; it doesn't take a rocket scientist to know the beach sand contains more fecal bacteria than seawater. I don't like it when people walk their dogs at the beaches in St. Augustine. Even if the owners clean up after the dogs, it still contaminates the sand. I hate to ruin someone's visit to the beach this weekend but be warned. Multiple scientific tests have detected high levels of fecal bacterial in sand. Beach authorities routinely monitor beach water for high levels of bacterial but they don't monitor the sand so sun bathers beware!
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
Daylight and Moonlight
In broad daylight, and at noon,
Yesterday I saw the moon
Sailing high, but faint and white,
As a school-boy's paper kite.
In broad daylight, yesterday,
I read a Poet's mystic lay;
And it seemed to me at most
As a phantom, or a ghost.
But at length the feverish day
Like a passion died away,
And the night, serene and still,
Fell on village, vale, and hill.
Then the moon, in all her pride,
Like a spirit glorified,
Filled and overflowed the night
With revelations of her light.
And the Poet's song again
Passed like music through my brain;
Night interpreted to me
All its grace and mystery.
In the early morning hour, the darkness gives way to shades of dark blues to greyish pale blues. This quote expresses how often I feel and why it is so difficult to sleep.
for fear I might miss the twinkle of the brightest star
for fear I may never know
how the moon glimmers, in the darkest hour.”
― Sanober Khan,
The layers of waves look like steps leading to a city of sky scrapers. At least that is what my imagination saw this particular morning.
All this time
The Sun never says to the Earth,
"You owe me."
A quote by Hāfez (Persian: خواجه شمسالدین محمد حافظ شیرازی), was a Persian mystic and poet. He was born sometime between the years 1310 and 1337.