Sunday June 16th 2013 Tim Candler
Summer Solstice just five days away, and some of us
are a long way from prepared. Something about this year is running
late. The greens of grass and trees are at the end of May, and Raspberry
are ripening at least ten days late, but I am not convinced by such
signatures of time. I have to think there is some other cause, something
deep and stirring.
And I guess this sort of
paranoid delusion of a great out there watching in judgment is actually the
source of Calendars. Great stones erected have a permanence and solidity, a
constancy, an immoveable and comforting bureaucracy. The week
with it's seven days. And the year, round and neatly tied by leap day.