Happy Victoria Day, Canada!
Officially today signifies the Sovereign's birthday, though informally it represents Spring, as historically there is little chance of a frost and gardeners begin to plot out the approaching growing season. Well, most enthusiasts have been plotting long before now, but the dirt is enticing to-day.
In the spirit of the metaphorical
garden of life...
He saw that all the struggles of life were incessant, laborious, painful, that nothing was done quickly, without labor, that it had to undergo a thousand fondlings, revisings, moldings, addings, removings, graftings, tearings, correctings, smoothings, rebuildings, reconsiderings, nailings, tackings, chippings, hammerings, hoistings, connectings — all the poor fumbling uncertain incompletions of human endeavor. They went on forever and were forever incomplete, far from perfect, refined, or smooth, full of terrible memories of failure and fears of failure, yet, in the way of things, somehow noble, complete, and shining in the end. ~kerouac, town and country, 1950 |
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