Casual Miracles (And Root Canal Work)
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f4f3This has been a day of casual miracles. I'm working from home, mostly so that I could get to the dentist at lunchtime. I thought I was going to have a temporary filling replaced. He thought I was getting root canal work done. He won. But that only took an hour, and I decided to get lunch at Stravaignan, in case I wasn't able to eat anything when the numbness wore off.
The casual miracle was the food. Haggis, neeps and tatties, followed by collie, with salt collie mash and a raisin puree. It was so delicious that it reminded me how lucky I am to live where I do, when I do. I then walked across to Artisan Roast for a flat white which lifted the top of my head off, flipped it neatly, and put it back in place.
My appreciation of all this was heightened by reading Robert Macfarlane's "The Wild Places", which has the most beautiful descriptions of a sea voyage I've read since Rabban's "Passage to Juneau". He conjured up the sea paths from Lewis, and the Cairngorms, so clearly that I felt myself sitting on a hill overlooking Portuairk again, watching the sun go down over Skye, Muck, Rhum and Eigg.
I am a very lucky man, living a blessed life, and sometimes it's good to be reminded of that.
One of my favourite bible quotes is, "Man was born to trouble as the sparks fly upward", and luckily another is, "Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin."
The world's troubles aren't mine, my happiness is my business, and, to quote another wise old bird “Everything is unfolding as it must, and if you observe carefully, you will find this to be so.”
The casual miracle was the food. Haggis, neeps and tatties, followed by collie, with salt collie mash and a raisin puree. It was so delicious that it reminded me how lucky I am to live where I do, when I do. I then walked across to Artisan Roast for a flat white which lifted the top of my head off, flipped it neatly, and put it back in place.
My appreciation of all this was heightened by reading Robert Macfarlane's "The Wild Places", which has the most beautiful descriptions of a sea voyage I've read since Rabban's "Passage to Juneau". He conjured up the sea paths from Lewis, and the Cairngorms, so clearly that I felt myself sitting on a hill overlooking Portuairk again, watching the sun go down over Skye, Muck, Rhum and Eigg.
I am a very lucky man, living a blessed life, and sometimes it's good to be reminded of that.
One of my favourite bible quotes is, "Man was born to trouble as the sparks fly upward", and luckily another is, "Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin."
The world's troubles aren't mine, my happiness is my business, and, to quote another wise old bird “Everything is unfolding as it must, and if you observe carefully, you will find this to be so.”
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Date: 2013-02-05 09:19 pm (UTC)I wouldn't mind eating horse (I've had it in France) so long as I was buying horse. Some of these burgers were 30% horse, and sold as beef. That's quite simply a crime.