Excellent post by Brian Miller on lessons from his father. I truly, truly wish for more men like this today.
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I’m caught up on all the available seasons of the new iteration of All Creatures Great and Small. The pre-WW2 seasons were exactly what I was looking for: low-stakes, low-drama. The onset of the war changed that, of course. But I’m totally hooked at this point, despite all the feels it gives me.
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Rhyd Wildermuth:
Rhyd Wildermuth:
The world is a mess and will only get worse. But that world isn’t our world. That world — the world of wars and strife and empty glittering things — has no place for beauty and no place for us. Instead, all that is possible and all that is powerful are the worlds we create around us, the sanctuaries we build for the distinguished guests who arrive to create with us. Not one sanctuary and not one garden, but many sanctuaries and many gardens. Connected and transversed by the flights of birds and the commutes of hares, not one world, but many, many worlds built by each of us and where we welcome each other also as distinguished guests.
The world is a mess and will only get worse. But that world isn’t our world. That world — the world of wars and strife and empty glittering things — has no place for beauty and no place for us. Instead, all that is possible and all that is powerful are the worlds we create around us, the sanctuaries we build for the distinguished guests who arrive to create with us. Not one sanctuary and not one garden, but many sanctuaries and many gardens. Connected and transversed by the flights of birds and the commutes of hares, not one world, but many, many worlds built by each of us and where we welcome each other also as distinguished guests.
