Rain-Streaked Windows of Promise
I never know what awaits when I draw the curtains open each morning. Today, the windows were streaked with rain, a thrilling sight. The wind is from the north, and all weekend, it has been sounding through the trees, (but a bird chirps now, through it). The ferries were cancelled, maybe flights, but I bet the surf was good. Now the fine mist pour is being shifted around in all directions. The radio tells me that astrologically there was a lunar eclipse,and maybe we should go back to sleep. I’m awake, it’s morning, and TOMORROW JUNE 5 at 6:03 pm ET, Venus begins its transit across the sun. Before that, a dear friend’s daughter will graduate from the music department at Princeton, continuing her trajectory into a universe that is both measured and immeasurable.