In central Maine, today is a perfect example of the exquisite beauty of winter’s light. On Saturday, we had seven more inches of snow, but on Sunday the weather cleared, and now the skies are an impossible blue. Only in January and February, with the cold weather, do we get this kind of piercing clarity.
After going to a Martin Luther King Jr. breakfast at the local Catholic church, we stopped by the lake to take pictures of the sky and the snow and the trees. And, of course, the ice-fishing shacks.
Some people have their own kind of piercing clarity, and surely Martin Luther King Jr. was one such man. It seems appropriate, then, to end with a few of his quotations:
There is some good in the worst of us and some evil in the best of us. When we discover this, we are less prone to hate our enemies.
There comes a time when silence is betrayal.
Freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed.