Sunday, August 2, 2009

No. 46

1. A beautiful rendition of one of the most beautiful songs, "Panis Angelicus" this morning at church. That song gives me chills, reminds me of my mom because of the Lady Di connection, and the woman who sang it was sweetly hugged by her husband afterwards.

2. A conversation that made me feel loved

3. Listened to Alexi Murdoch's lovely, melancholy, hopeful poetry set to guitar as I dug my feet in the sand on the beach. The moon pierced the light periwinkle sky and laughy people picnicked (picniced? pic-nic-ed?). I am thankful for the beach and thankful for non-muggy but warm summer nights of comforting solitude, and garlic-dill salmon waiting for me at home.

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