This year, as never before, I have been watching carefully the lengthening of the evenings. Now sunset is at 7.56 and “last light” not until 8.24. This makes my going out in the evening so much easier.
Getting a maxi taxi in the evening can be difficult. I don’t like driving my wheelchair in the dark: indeed it can be quite dangerous, unless you know intimately where all the bumps and potholes are in the footpaths that you are using. Light until close to 8.30 makes going to Richmond for Wednesday Mass and dinner, for instance, much easier and safer.
Yesterday was a lovely warm and clear day. Excellent for spending time in the “iconic” Fitzroy Gardens. Excellent too for enjoying the post-8pm light, especially in the western sky. As I watched, there came into my head a piece of verse that I had never read, but which I had heard Winston Churchill recite as part of a wartime speech. I hasten to add that I have heard only a recorded version!
It goes as follows in the last two stanzas:
And not by eastern windows only,
When daylight comes, comes in the light,
In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly,
But westward, look, the land is bright.
It is from a nineteenth-century poem “Say not the struggle naught availeth” by Arthur Hugh Clough, but Churchill uses it in the context of the entry into the war of the United States. Also, I think, he was looking beyond the War to an “American future”. Whatever of that, I now find Clough’s last stanza strangely apposite to my current situation. Many an eastern window has closed for me, but I have entered on new territory, and there is brightness in that land. As I have said several times in this blog, disability has brought me into new worlds and provided me with new “adventures”.
One new opportunity opened up for me last Monday when I was elected to the State Council of the MND Association. I hope that I will be able to contribute something from my experience in governance, and to return something to the Association for the extraordinary help it has given me.
You can. by the way, hear the end of Churchill’s speech at http://www.barrallierbooks.com/site/node/224