High of 65 yesterday. Took a drive into town with the windows open. Saw runners on the roads along with a couple of women pushing baby strollers. Tinges of green on the willows and reds on the maples as buds begin to emerge. Horses and the sound of motorcycles on country roads.
We do a lot of looking: we look through lenses, telescopes, television tubes...Our looking is perfected every day, but we see less and less. While drawing grasses I learn nothing "about" grass, but wake up to the wonder that there is grass at all.
Frederick Franck
Zen page-a-day calendar
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