tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8862722.post-75980103120272207442008-04-24T11:23:00.005-04:002008-04-26T23:25:15.240-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7yUC-OTN9uQ/SBCm49Ot8BI/AAAAAAAAAHA/AMa3gd0Q4EU/s1600-h/0421081928.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7yUC-OTN9uQ/SBCm49Ot8BI/AAAAAAAAAHA/AMa3gd0Q4EU/s400/0421081928.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192833867797360658" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">This year is more outside myself than any so far, there has been little time for reflection. I feel like I am learning more than I can keep up with. Often about things I thought I knew, like the importance of living in the present. Drove out to the end of the spiral peninsula this week to find a moment...this sun disappeared with the final note of Brahms Violin Concerto No. 1...</span>caitlin gracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06719316793602496167noreply@blogger.com