“Morning is when I am awake and there is a dawn in me….We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aids, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn, which does not forsake us in our soundest sleep.  I know of no more encouraging fact than the unquestionable ability of man to elevate his life by conscious endeavor.  It is something to be able to paint a particular picture, or to carve a statue, and so to make a few objects beautiful; but it is far more glorious to carve and paint the very atmosphere and medium through which we look….To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts.”

Thoreau, Walden

Sweet readers, a friendly reminder: remember to enter the giveaway for one of two, signed copies of Karen Maezen Miller’s book Hand Wash Cold.  The deadline is tonight at midnight PST.  I’ll announce the winners tomorrow morning.

Have a great weekend, whatever you’re up to!

[Post image: Partial of Morning by Krzysztof Browko]