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Poem for Friday, Mount Vernon, "If the Stars Should Appear"

Love Is A Great Thing
By Thomas à Kempis

Love is a great thing, yea, a great and thorough good.
By itself it makes that which is heavy light;
and it bears evenly all that is uneven.
It carries a burden which is no burden;
it will not be kept back by anything low and mean;
It desires to be free from all wordly affections,
and not to be entangled by any outward prosperity,
or by any adversity subdued.
Love feels no burden, thinks nothing of trouble,
attempts what is above its strength,
pleads no excuse of impossibility.
It is therefore able to undertake all things,
and it completes many things and warrants them to take effect,
where he who does not love would faint and lie down.
Though weary, it is not tired;
though pressed it is not straightened;
though alarmed, it is not confounded;
but as a living flame it forces itself upwards and securely passes through all.
Love is active and sincere, courageous, patient, faithful, prudent, and manly.


Another quickie, this time because of technical issues -- Trillian wasn't working so I had chat problems, I had to clean up a document with lots of editing marks, thrilling things like that. I don't have much that's exciting to report anyway: laundry folded, cat food provided, walk in the park in gorgeous weather achieved (plus a Machamp raid and wild Venusaur caught). Maddy had to work through dinner so I hardly saw her today, though Adam got good news about a winter break study abroad program.

We started watching the interrupted-by-lightning Green Bay/Chicago game, though we turned it off for an hour to watch The Orville, which just keeps getting better. Last week they ran parallel ideas to a great TNG episode, "The Outcast"; this week they ripped off a terrible TOS episode, "For the World Is Hollow and I Have Touched the Sky"...and it worked! I love all the women, especially Palicki and Jerald, and the Surprise Guest Star was awesome. From the Mount Vernon Colonial Fair:









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