"Then morning showed
The proper height of the sky.
We were grown again."
from Growing up
Dorothy Livesay, Selected Poems [1926-1956]
Helen began taking one of the dogs on a longer walk once she retied.
Now that I am also home we can all go out at once taking long daytime
walks thru the neighborhood enjoying the small parks and the lovely
mid-60's houses. Monday was a day of bugs and blossoms.
Tuesday was a horse of a different colour. When I let the dogs
out I quickly joined them with a camera, initially not
even bothering with a shirt. It was a unexpected treat with
snowflakes on the tongue and heads poking thru the snow.
I did eventually get dressed and leave the yard but it was the
first glimpses that proved the most enchanting. When I came
into the house I knew I would turn to my slender volumes
of the works of Canadian poets to look for quotes. although
when I did I was attracted not to the poems about snow.
But the poems about youth and magic.
"When the day bends over backwards
to bring forth the light
I must know by whose permission
I inhabit this place
in the holy congregation of animals
and mortal stones."
from Magic Animals, 1972-1974
by Gwendolyn MacEwen