Apparently, it snowed while we slept. Big wet sloppy flakes that made a mess of everything.
More recent reading.
Susan’s behomoth brought this to mind….
“This leaking frame is an inescapable reminder of the fragility and impersonality of our condition: its decay, smells, aches, seizures, and breakdowns a cruel mockery of the self-contained personality we struggle to preserve.
“‘If, possessed of such a body,’ said Buddha, ‘one thinks highly of oneself and despises others—that is due to nothing other than a lack of insight. This carnal organism, born from a mother’s womb and destined to end as dust, is the great equalizer of beings.”
“That sense of being a cut above the rest is but a shimmering flicker on the surface of the sublime animal that we are.”
—–from ‘Living with the Devil’