Poem for Thursday and Chestertown Scarecrows

The Scarecrow
By Kahlil Gibran

Once I said to a scarecrow, “You must be tired of standing in this
lonely field.”

And he said, “The joy of scaring is a deep and lasting one, and I
never tire of it.”

Said I, after a minute of thought, “It is true; for I too have
known that joy.”

Said he, “Only those who are stuffed with straw can know it.”

Then I left him, not knowing whether he had complimented or belittled
me.

A year passed, during which the scarecrow turned philosopher.

And when I passed by him again I saw two crows building a nest
under his hat.

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Distracted by disastrous World Series game for the Phillies so I will be brief. My Wednesday was pretty uneventful -- got some stuff done, talked mostly to one of my high school friends at lunchtime because one had to work and another had computer issues, enjoyed gorgeous unseasonably warm weather while doing outdoor chores and taking a walk. I watched some Rings of Power with , who is very fun to watch with because she remembers LOTR lore much better than I do, had fake salmon for dinner, which is always awesome, and now baseball where at first I was sad Syndergaard wasn't pitching but am now glad he wasn't involved in this disaster. Scarecrows in Chestertown: