|Patriotic American mini flag by Toland|
We marched clockwise around the intersection, waving flags. Many lit candles. The crowd grew. Probably in the hundreds. The patrol cars pulled up, the officers wanting to know who was the organizer.
No one. We were just citizens united in our grief. Offering comfort to each other.
We promised never to forget. We fly flags to promise this.
Today, on the 11th Anniversary, came a sobering reminder of what we have lost between now and then. Commitment and Clarity. Why else the American Embassy wall breached, an American killed at the US Consulate in Libya. Our President too busy for our steadfast ally in that dangerous neighborhood, Israel.
God bless Jordan for harboring the refugees from Syria. May the missing relatives of people I know turn up safely there.
I cannot make the world safer. All I hope, is to spread a bit of beauty to those I am honored to visit this site.
I have been remiss in not sharing more of the setting of the Benson Sculpture garden, which rims the lake. Cattails. Pine. Aspen. Beautiful apart, gathered together, they elevate each other's beauty.
Where there is water, there shall be geese. What is evocative about this park is how God and man have worked together.
SWAMP DONKEY, Bronze by TD Kelsey
Sited at the edge of the bog, the majesty of large game, realistic and rightly romantic.
Our oldest son confirmed, swamp donkey is Canadian for moose. It is also slang for many other things which I am going to forget I found on the blogosphere.
If today was emotional for you- click on Baby Moose in Sprinkler to get back in touch with the emotion of innocent joy.