Each day is a god . . .

"Every day is a god, each day is a god, and holiness holds forth in time. I worship each god, I praise each day splintered down, splintered down and wrapped in time like a husk, a husk of many colors spreading, at dawn fast over the mountains split. I wake in a god."

Annie Dillard
"Holy the Firm"

Photo: New Aspen foliage and a snowy Hallett Peak, Rocky Mountain National Park, CO May 29, 2015

Each day is divine in its own unique way.

"Each day is a god, each day is a god, and holiness holds forth in time. I worship each god, I praise each day splintered down, splintered down and wrapped in time like a husk, a husk of many colors spreading, at dawn fast over the mountains split. I wake in a god."

Annie Dillard 

Each day truly is divine in its own unique way, offering us simple, beautiful gifts that startle us into an attitude of awe, wonder and praise.

Photo: Canada Goose feather caught in some Cockleburrs, with Watson Lake and Bellvue Dome in the background; Bellvue, CO, February 17, 2015

Nature is wont to hide herself.

"Nature is very much a now-you-see-it, now-you-don't affair . . . They say of nature that it conceals with a grand non-chalance, and they say of vision that it is a deliberate gift, the revelation of a dancer who for my eyes only flings away her seven veils.  For nature does reveal as well as conceal: now-you-don't-see-it, now-you-do . . . 'Nature,' said Heraclitus, 'is wont to hide herself.' . . . Nature flashes the old mighty glance - the come-hither look - drops the handkerchief, turns tail, and is gone.  The nature I know is old touch-and-go."

Annie Dillard

Photo:  A block of quartzite reveals just a corner of itself in the early morning sunlight; Snowy Range, WY; August 19, 2012