The Philosopher Mom and Scientist Dad (with progeny) are in the wild, wild wood of New Hampshire enjoying a cool summer breeze. Somehow, my thoughts turn more to blueberries, coffee, and the sensual delights of lakes, forests, and valleys than to the angst of life. As it should be. For to be a great philosopher, one must also be fully human. And to delight in creation because of the Creator is a peculiarly human activity. As is rest from the necessary tasks of life.
And so, coming full circle: it is at these moments that we are most philosophical!
Leisure, the basis of culture. Gratitude, the basis of joy.