Where We Start and Where We End Up


                     Where We Start and Where We End Up

There are so many lessons to be had in the course of a day it astounds me. We may gain an education by thinking outloud, viewing something new, going for a walk, or even (as described by Reverend McGee) while asleep:

Hearing a thud in the night, and further alarmed by her child’s crying, the mother ran to her daughter’s bedroom where she found her little girl on the floor, in tears.
“My child! How did it happen that you fell out of your bed?”
she asked.
“Well,” said the child, “I think I stayed too close to the place where I got in.”

Bed In Summer, Robert L. Stevenson
Which is the sort of experience that may be tucked in a pocket and referred back to over an entire lifetime. We are more in danger of falling if we insist on staying put. It’s just antithetical to human nature.

Watercolor illustration by Barbara Sparhawk, Robert Louis Stevenson’s poem, Bed in Summer.

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6 thoughts on “Where We Start and Where We End Up

  1. That’s a lovely R. L. Stevenson poem, and yours is a lovely illustration with the kid’s arm hanging out the window and almost a pout on his face. Colors seem slightly more muted than we are used to seeing from you, but they work perfectly!

    • It’s actually an illustration that’s been around a long time, and part of the gentle wash may be due to age. I think I actually did this in eighties. I’m so glad you like it, and observed so much of it so well. Thanks, John.

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