Uncloistered

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  “She gazed ahead through a long reach of future days strung together like pearls in a rosary, every one like the others, and all smooth and flawless and innocent, and her heart went up in thankfulness. Outside was the fervid summer afternoon; the air was filled with the sounds of the busy harvest of men and birds and bees; there were halloos, metallic clatterings, sweet calls, and long hummings. Louisa sat, prayerfully numbering her days, like an uncloistered nun.” A New England Nun By Mary E. Wilkins Freeman (1852–1930)

Christian Island

“Tall and strong she slips along,

I sing for her a song,

and she leans into the wind.

She's a good old boat and she'll stay afloat,

through the toughest gail and keep smilin',

and when the summer ends we will rest again,

in the lee of Christian Island.


And when the summer ends we will rest again,

in the lee of Christian Island.”


(“Christian Island” by Gordon Lightfoot)



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