"You have traveled too fast over false ground; 

Now your soul has come to take you back. 

Take refuge in your senses, open up 

To all the small miracles you rushed through. 

Become inclined to watch the way of rain 

When it falls slow and free. 

Imitate the habit of twilight, 

Taking time to open the well of color 

That fostered the brightness of day. 

Draw alongside the silence of stone 

Until its calmness can claim you." 

~ John O'Donohue

That is my black sheep wool sweater.  I think that is funny.

I didn't want to walk the dog's walk - Sammy's walk - without him.  I have been putting off "doing the walk" now since he is gone.  I have been waiting on my husband to do it with me - without asking him to.  I know he misses Sammy too.  I know it's the sort of walk one has to work up to ... I thought he would ask me if I wanted to go for "a walk" when he was ready.  I didn't want to go by myself the first time, so, I've been waiting.  

The silence of stone is calming.  I like to sometimes stack rocks along the walk.  Stones are good secret keepers.  Sounds a little weird - I'm just saying if you knew about rocks or stones they could tell stories.  There's not enough time on the planet to know about much but I would like to know more about geology.  I was really surprised by how much I liked the rocks at the Smithsonian. 

I'm not ready for another dog.  I will be someday, just not yet.

Those walks are good.  I need to get back to them. 

Tongues in trees, 

books in the running brooks, 

sermons in stones,

and good in everything.

-William Shakespeare, “As You Like It”

(found @ Gladsome Lights)