Today I am headed off to Bear Valley, a place northeast of here
famous all around for the beauty of its spring wildflowers.  Here are some photos a person posted on
Flickr.   Here’s another set I discovered (scroll down).  Going there will give me a healthier perspective on the idiotic maneuvering of the toxic little
men and women who would rule and despoil us, and desecrate our world. Today
will be a day of spirit healing.

A poem by Robinson Jeffers captures my present mood, and I
will share it, especially since this is national poetry month. (Or much of it, –
I am unsure of the copy right issues- here’s the whole poem.)

The Answer

Then
what is the answer?–Not to be deluded by dreams.

To
know the great civilizations have broken down into violence, and their

tyrants come, many times before.

When open violence appears, to
avoid it with honor or choose the least ugly faction; these evils are
essential.

. . . Integrity is wholeness, the greatest beauty is

Organic
wholeness, the wholeness of life and things, the divine beauty of

the universe. Love that, not man

Apart from that, or else you will
share man’s pitiful confusions, or drown in despair when his days darken.