Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened. Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument. Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.–Rumi
In my imagination, the bulldozer that was gouging the earth to get “fill” to build the highway that runs nearby still sits at the bottom of this turquoise pool. I like to think that when the ‘dozer struck the spring that provides the limestone-rich water that fills the hole it dug, the bulldozer operator had time only to scramble off the iron monster and get to safety before the water sealed its grave. That’s probably not exactly how it happened, although the basics of that story are true: A quarry created to provide fill for widening Louisiana Highway 165 became…
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