Nature Log

Thirteen degrees, bright moon low in sky casting long shadows in the crusty snow. A nighttime snowshoe to the harbor, where a sparkling reflection of moonlight made a path on the water, a moonglade it is called. I want to walk up it to moon. We wiggled and waved our arms and legs, making groteques long shadows, and thought of Daddy Long Legs, by Jean Webster, a children’s book from about 1912 which is still full of relevance: hard work and perseverence can bring success. So, okay part of that success was a rich husband, but most of it was growing up mature and caring, and gaining education and the thirst for learning.


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