Cod, fresh corn, and green beans (from the garden) for supper. Simple gifts!

In a change from supper. There are many things in the world, both local and not, that I deplore; but there is great beauty nonetheless.  The beauty of the most simple sunflower; the thistles, monarda, yarrows, a multitude of flowers loaded with bees, butterflies, moths, and hummingbirds; the peace of the pond where the wren (pair) was busily foraging in and amongst the deadfall; and where a solitary wood-duck was taking its ease. There, uncounted frogs fled from my steps. There the young buttonbushes, spicebushes, and maples flourish. I can do little indeed, but here I can take care.