|Santa Cruz County, Arizona, June 1972. |
Photo by U.S. Environmental Protection Agency.
Preserved and stored by
the National Archives and Records Administration
of the United States.
To quote the less than memorable near-final words of Captain James T. Kirk: it was fun. Except for when it wasn't. Life is like that.
This blog has come to an end. I might leave it up for a while, although I don't really know why. The number of regular readers has dropped to about two. The words fall in the woods and no one hears them, so for practical purposes they don't exist.
Not that they should. Somewhere along the line I lost my voice. Maybe that's not a bad thing. There is a time to keep silence, and a time to speak.
Or listen to voices that aren't mine, until I remember again how to write something that's true. And worth listening to for a while.
From Ursula K. LeGuin:
Only in silence the word
Only in dark the light
Only in dying life
Bright the hawk's flight
On the empty sky
From the Joss Whedon that was, before The Avengers:
You can't take the sky from me.
From memory: the ones who are lost. Maybe part of a voice to be found, now that the old one is dead.