What we do.

Three (as yet) unnamed children.

This morning I read the news.  (I usually do.)

I saw that Curiosity landed safely on Mars, and I cried with joy and astonishment because of what we humans can do.

Further down the screen I read about a blog of a young man who is in Homs, Syria, intermittantly (depending on whether there is any internet access or electricity) blogging about the shooting, shelling, bombing, death and destruction in that city and I cried with astonishment and wonder that he and his parents stay there, despite what we humans actually do.

Later I picked up the brush and painted, cognizant that the sky does not give a damn what we do.


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