Turn, turn, my wheel! All things must change
To something new, to something strange;
Nothing that is can pause or stay;
The moon will wax, the moon will wane,
The mist and cloud will turn to rain,
The rain to mist and cloud again,
To-morrow be to-day.

The light was magnificent behind chimney rock, the sky a shocking blue. It only lasted a moment, so I caught it fast and loose in a little study. The clouds and light change quickly here, I am constantly trying to pause and notice before the moment slips away. A piece of the chimney fell off between the time I hiked the trail to the top last night and when I looked agin today. The changing made me think of HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW’s poem “Kéramos” written in 1878. The shape of Chimney Rock, and those 4 kids of mine…all things must change. Look quick before the moment slips away, indeed to-morrow be to-day.