Deer Prudence . . .

I took this photo this evening and when I pulled it up on my computer, the title “Deer Prudence” shot through my mind like some message from above.

A few minutes later I remembered that today would have been John Lennon’s 70th birthday. I retired to the back deck with a glass of red and thought about this in the chilly October breeze. I recalled the lyrics from “Dear Prudence,” which I believe may be etched in my brain from falling asleep while listening to the White Album so many times as a teenager. Another small band of deer browsed across the field in the setting sun. I noticed the sun has made its way farther south along the serrated skyline of the Sangre de Cristos.

The only wisdom I could come up with is that some people’s work in this world really does outlive them. And we can only be thankful that they were here for whatever short time they were here. Here’s a verse of John Lennon’s brilliance from “Dear Prudence”:

Dear Prudence open up your eyes
Dear Prudence see the sunny skies
The wind is low the birds will sing
That you are part of everything
Dear Prudence won’t you open up your eyes?

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