The obedient lock, the belated notes
by chuckofish
Yesterday it got up to 70 degrees in my flyover town and the sky was blue. Lovely, lovely, lovely.

Everyone was out walking their dogs.
I could hear the woodpeckers drilling, but I never saw one.
I went to my local park and walked around the pond, where the water was very low. There were men there fishing however. I saw some big hawks and also my friend Chris, who was walking into the park with his fishing rod (and one granddaughter).
I read this about Jonathan Edwards’ most (in)famous sermon by the much loved former pastor of my church. “God is angry at the lost condition of the world. He is angry at the sin that ruins you. But He is not angry because He is insecure or easily offended. He is angry because He loves you.” Amen.
And a poem by Jorge Luis Borges.


Spring — what a thought! It’s 20 here, but you give me hope. I love that Borges poem (but why does it say – S.K. at the bottom?)
The translator!