Huckleberries: Love Tops World’s Splendors

I want to talk about beauty to kick off this Thanksgiving Huckleberries. Or rather I want to introduce you to Berry Picker Toadman, who wrote a beautiful post to beauty in his Synaptic Disunion blog. He began by telling of the beauty he has seen: “I’ve stood at the edge of the Rift Valley in East Africa, and taken in the vastness of the plane below. I’ve stood on Kilimanjaro and watched the sun rise in the east over the Indian Ocean. … I’ve seen the terrifying beauty of an erupting volcano on the big island of Hawaii and walked on frozen lava flows.” He goes on to say that he’s seen the beauty of women, too: “I was stricken by the beauty of a girl in Kenya in 1990, an Ethiopian with small features and skin so dark and smooth that it was magnificent to behold.” But for Toadman nothing compares to a love that is true, real and dedicated. He closed his post by dedicating these wonderful lines to his wife: “For 15 years, I’ve been an imperfect lover to the love of my life. I’ve made mistakes, taken advantage, and taken for granted, what it is I have, right in my own home … a help mate … a beauty more wonderful than anything I’ve seen in all the world around me … a mother to my children and a wife to me. A woman who accepts me, faults, failures, mistakes, and all, for who I am … and more importantly, who I can be. I love her. … I always will.” Now, what – or make that who – are you thankful for?/ DFO , Prairie Voice Huckleberries. More here.