It is with those we trust (and love) that we can be direct and have confidence they'll recognize the origin of the intent.
Wednesday, October 16, 2019
The Norman Maclean Reader
Perched on the first bench less than 100 feet below the mesa top, I've a view of several miles of the western face of Comb Ridge. Now, at a few minutes past midnight, with a full moon only a few days away, this next-to-last sentence (prior to well-wishes) in a letter from Maclean to his friend Bob Utley, struck a chord, "A teacher soon learns to save himself by treating the mediocre gently and briefly."
It is with those we trust (and love) that we can be direct and have confidence they'll recognize the origin of the intent.
It was a long day of discussion about misunderstandings and the complications of sustaining multiple relationships. But we closed with expressions of gladness at once again being in each other's company.
It is with those we trust (and love) that we can be direct and have confidence they'll recognize the origin of the intent.
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Very much enjoyed spending time with both of you at the Film Festival. It's been a joy getting lost in your blog. Should have been in bed hours ago. Thank you. I am also a Capricorn. Jennifer
ReplyDeleteGood Morning, Jennifer! (8:13 a.m.) We too enjoyed YOUR company. (What with all the excitement, it was probably 1:30 before I drifted off.)
DeleteGlad you've found the blog entertaining. I try for a combination of libidonous titillation & faire-warning of potential provocation -- similar to the quiver of the tip of a cat's tail. Mainly it's a replacement for the failings of short-term memory.