A minivan drove into an apartment in my building this morning.
My "art deco" building, as the newspaper reported.
Thankfully, the pregnant driver nor her baby in the backseat appeared to be injured. But she will have to pay the bill, I suppose.
It just makes me all the more thankful for my Country Home.
Yeah, this city life has lots of style, but it wears me out. Its nice to jump in the car (i.e. walk the 7 city blocks to the parking lot) and skin out to the ancestral Glen.
Springtime in the Glen offers me the opportunity to experience the sublimity of Nature and its restorative powers. So seemingly peaceful and placid, yet underneath the surface teeming with microscopic agons of life and death. The signs of these struggles are scattered about, particularly when I walk among the ancient trees of the primeval forest. At least I used to pretend it was primeval, even if it was just a farmer's bush.
Nature red in tooth and claw, indeed.
In passing from the City to my Country Home, I always experience the ataraxia that comes along with that escape. The cessation of the incessant noise of my street during the spring: the jackhammers, the fire trucks. Or minivans plowing into the apartments below.
When in the Glen, I realize that another part of me rouses from its hibernation. Something comes alive. A different part of my brain is activated, and a special part of my soul begins to soar.
Et in Arcadia ego
Neil Young - Country Home 1976 by Yedi
somewhere i can walk alone
ReplyDeleteand leave myself behind
nice one fisheye!
~robert
Say hi to Farmer John and the girl with the champagne eyes!
ReplyDeleteI like parking on hills too actually. Moreover, I never thought he wrote this back then. Good find FE. Points well taken.
ReplyDeleteEt in Arcadia ego: A favorite fugitive commemoration of mine and one that can lead to reflections of almost opposite nature, depressing and melancholy on the one hand, comforting and assuaging on the other; and, more often than not, to a truly 'Romantic' fusion of both.
ReplyDeleteI, too, FEL, in Arcadia dwelt!