"Gentle singing of the lark"
LowTide Morning - September 15, 2018
"Gentle singing of the lark"
The historical marker at the Penn Center in Frogmore, South Carolina reminds us of the potential devastation of tropical storms. All too often hurricanes decimate coastal areas. For that reason, Hurricane Florence has caused my husband to chop the southeastern coast from our list of options for retirement—bummer. He doesn't believe he will be up to evacuation and reconstruction once he rolls into his 70s.
Even worse are the actual losses, especially the loss of life. The 1893 Sea Island hurricane took more than 2,000 lives and left 70, 000 destitute. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/1893_Sea_Islands_hurricane
Our systems for tracking storms and issuing advanced warnings save many lives, but, it cannot stop the destruction. My prayers are with friends, family, and those who are in harm's way.
Irish Blessing:
May you see God’s light on the path ahead
When the road you walk is dark.
May you always hear,
Even in your hour of sorrow,
The gentle singing of the lark.
When times are hard may hardness
Never turn your heart to stone,
May you always remember
when the shadows fall –
You do not walk alone.
When the road you walk is dark.
May you always hear,
Even in your hour of sorrow,
The gentle singing of the lark.
When times are hard may hardness
Never turn your heart to stone,
May you always remember
when the shadows fall –
You do not walk alone.
~ LowTide explorer, Carolyn Fjeran
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