Beating Our Swords into Swings

What a weekend. Saturday in Woods Hole and then the Vineyard; today East Providence on the bike path. So many lovely spots. There is nothing like that blinding Cape Cod light–I can understand sun worship when I’m there on a bright clear day. Bit of trivia–the halo in Christian iconology is a holdout from Egyptian sun-adoration.

The little guy loves the bike path especially, they have a wonderful playground and he can’t get enough of the swing. When I think of the money wasted in bombs and drones and things that destroy–money that could rebuild or own fracturing and ailing infrastructure, economy, and cities–I could weep.