MOON RIVER

Hudson River Park

New York City

Evening

 Again I resume the long
lesson: how small a thing
can be pleasing, how little
in this hard world it takes
to satisfy the mind
and bring it to its rest.

With the ongoing havoc
the woods this morning is
almost unnaturally still.
Through stalled air, unshadowed
light, a few leaves fall
of their own weight.

The sky
is gray. It begins in mist
almost at the ground
and rises forever. The trees
rise in silence almost
natural, but not quite,
almost eternal, but
not quite.

What more did I
think I wanted? Here is
what has always been.
Here is what will always
be. Even in me,
the Maker of all this
returns in rest, even
to the slightest of His works,
a yellow leaf slowly
falling, and is pleased.

Wendell Berry
Sabbaths 1999, VII
~*~

Afterglow over the River

 Illuminated

 Where the Cicadas Sing

Moon over Samadhi

 Samadhi

Doodle
"What if..."

~*~

LINKS

The Hudson River

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hudson_River

History

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_the_Hudson_River

River Keeper

https://www.riverkeeper.org/ 

Samadhi the Yacht

https://www.yachtcharterfleet.com/luxury-charter-yacht-22997/samadhi.htm 

Samadhi in Buddhism

http://buddhism.ygoy.com/what-is-the-concept-of-samadhi/ 
 

NOT QUITE DONE

Friday Update

My improvised barrier was not adequate.  The pigeon pair came back, and the she found her way into the empty A/C casing.  The he stood guard in the space next to it.  I scared her away without harming her, but there was some flapping and alarm.  Both of them together then perched on a ledge nearby watching me.  It must have appeared like just the most perfect coop to them--(Sigh)--I added some art-board pieces, but that's only temporary and has to come out when the A/C returns.

The problem is still unsolved.  I had informed the Superintendent about what I was doing the day before, and asked that he cut some boards and help fit them under the rig.  He never responded.  I left a message at the management office, but had no response.  Very discouraging.  Meanwhile the birds must find a nesting spot soon.  The rains are headed our way.  I don't know how pregnant she is, but  I'm not giving up.  When the Wild Bird fund gets back to me I'll add this problem to the banded white pigeon one I phoned them about last night.

10 AM

I went to check on the white banded pigeon.
Gone!
Hoping it was the rescue folks. 

10:30AM

Someone watered and cleaned up a lot at the church!  It was shimmering in bright sunlight.

Violets

Hyacinth

Tulip

11AM

I ran into the owners daughter.  She said she has the same problem at other locations.  She assured me she would 'assign' the Super to get a proper barrier to me within three days.

5PM
This may seem dumb and obsessive to those with no affinity, and certainly to those many who find pigeons nothing but an annoyance.  I realize I am too 'attached', which is neither helpful nor efficient, and makes my heart ache.  I need to let go of attachment, not effort.

The rest is up to the universe