From Coins of Dawn, by C.T. Putnam

From matriarchal vision was their mission born,
these heroes bold and true.
Brave guardians of nature’s bounty,
neglect of mankind to undo.
They do it not for glory, nor fame or wealth untold;
but for the sense of wonder brought by a job well done.
They scale the heights of Kenai;
they march the Sonoran trails.
Their muscles ache with labor,
their young brows dark with sweat and sand.
Yet through their faith and passion,
hope returns to the land.
From matriarchal vision was their mission born…
neglect of mankind to undo.

Oh arghh… We’re having an ice storm, I’m trying to work from home, and it’s not going well. I’m back from vacation and feeling a surge of pent up energy to get some work done on SCA’s websites. That, coupled with anxiety about having been away for 10 days has me feeling more than my usual frustration when things go awry, as they have this morning. First the SCA server went down, then I lost my internet connection altogether, and now the power is off. I will be out of business in about an hour when the battery in my computer goes dead.

I guess I could find a pencil and some paper and write the review that I have been promising of David Abram’s book The Spell of the Sensuous, Perception and Language in a More-than-Human World. (more…)