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)

Finished Reading “Of the Good Success Don Quixote Had, in the Dreadful and Never-Imagined Adventure of the Windmills, with Other Accidents Worthy to Be Recorded” (Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra (1547–1616).  Don Quixote, Part 1, Chapter 8)

 


“Reaching for his saddlebag

He takes a rusty sword into his hand

Then striking up a knightly pose

He shouts across the ocean to the shore

Till he can shout no more”

(Gordon Lightfoot)

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