Let us put by some hour of every day for holy things...

Think on th' eternal home,
The Saviour left for you;
Think on the Lord most holy, come
To dwell with hearts untrue:
So shall ye tread untired His pastoral ways,
And in the darkness sing your carol of high praise.

--from Keble's The Christian Year, Thoughts in Verse

Thursday, April 19, 2012

In Memoriam

I'm sorry to have to report that Vanessa's beloved cat Merrill died last night. 

Not the least hard thing to bear when they go from us, these quiet friends, is that they carry away with them so many years of our own lives. -- John Galsworthy

I remember the keen agony of a few such deaths over the years. The pain is wretched, but if the alternative were to have no animal to love, that would be far worse.

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