Happy Saturday

I think of you often. Especially in the evenings, when I am 

on the balcony and it’s too dark to write or to do anything 


but wait for the stars. A time I love. One feels half 


disembodied, sitting like a shadow at the door of one’s 


being 

while the dark tide rises. Then comes the moon, 



marvelously 

serene, and small stars, very merry for some reason of 

their 



own. It is so easy to forget, in a worldly life, to attend to 

these miracles.


Katherine Mansfield