March 19, 2006
Today has been a four star, red letter, two fox day! I am looking out the window now at heavy snow falling and blowing past the windows – earlier I watched a fox pick its way across the edge of the wetland in front of the house. Later, another sighting on another side of the house. . . it was likely the same creature, but fox are so elusive that it took the snow fields to make this a “two fox” day. Then, at noon, son John-paul called from London with happy words about his adventures there, and shortly thereafter, dear friends called from Egypt as they floated down the Nile in the evening. Imagine, voices from across the world, coming here to our house – arriving intact and clear after being uttered time zones and miles distant and being dismembered into tiny electric impulses for the journey, then reconstructed into familiar greetings for my delighted ear. So on this day I stood for a moment at the Tower of London in a chilly day and viewed pyramids and palms from the ancient river in a warm and sunlight place. How lovely to have the thoughts move out and away!