Mud Lake Corner

Still and vibrant, full of life, the water grasses edging Mud Lake are home to turtles, fishes, Canada Geese and duck nests, and hunting ground for heron and weasel.  I can sit for hours beside this spot.  As Wendell Berry says, 

The Peace of Wild Things
When despair for the world grows in me

and I wake in the night at the least sound

in fear of what my life and my children’s lives might be,

I go and lie down where the wood drake

rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.

I come into the peace of wild things

who do not tax their lives with forethought

of grief.  I come into the presence  of still water.

And I feel above me the day-blind stars

waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.