Friday, September 22, 2006
Here on the island
"Here on the island I find I can sit with a friend without talking, sharing the day's last sliver of pale green light on the horizon, or the whorls in a small white shell, or the dark scar left in a dazzling night sky by a shooting star. Then communication becomes communion and one is nourished as one never is by words."
-- Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift from the Sea