It is said that a squirrel could travel from the Atlantic to the Mississippi without setting paw on the ground during the days of the original eastern primeval forest. Passionate defender of old growth forests remaining on public lands. We are now faced with the fact that tomorrow is today. We are confronted with the fierce urgency of now. In this unfolding conundrum of life and history there is such a thing as being too late.
Procrastination is still the thief of time.
Life often leaves us standing bare, naked and dejected with a lost opportunity. We may cry out desperately for time to pause in her passage, but time is deaf to every plea and rushes on. There is an invisible book of life that faithfully records our vigilance of our neglect.