It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come to our real work,
and that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
The impeded stream is the one that sings.
Our Real Work – Wendell Berry
I return to Throssel today. It has been a brilliant time, a change of pace so to speak. Now, rested, renewed and with much to reflect on. Grateful.