“The beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also.” ~Harriet Ann Jacobs Spring has sprung. It’s the start of another month. One quarter down for 2019. How is it that the days go by so quickly? The hubs and I enjoyed a quick getaway to Austin
Wheatlet, son of Milklet, Son of juicy Bacon, Is mine own name. Honeyed Butter-roll Is the man’s That bears my bag. Haunch of Mutton Is my dog’s name, Of lovely leaps. Lard my wife, Sweetly smiles Across the kale-top Cheese-curds, my daughter, Goes around the spit, Fair is her fame. Corned Beef, my son, Whose
“It’s peculiar how no-words can be better than words. Silence can say more than noise, in the same way that a person’s absence can occupy even more space than their presence did.” ― Ali Benjamin, The Thing About Jellyfish Did you hear? The world basically fell apart on Wednesday. Okay, maybe not the world but I’ve never seen
“I think if you follow anyone home, whether they live in Houston or London, and you sit at their dinner table and talk to them about their mother who has cancer or their child who is struggling in school, and their fears about watching their lives go by, I think we’re all the same.” ~Brene
Remember that game, “Never Have I Ever,” which involved a rotation of players stating some outrageous fact in the hopes that they would “catch” a friend admitting to that said outrageous fact when that friend(s) took whatever action meant that they had done that thing (in my experience, this has involved taking a drink of
“Meeting people whose life trajectories were so different from my own enlarged my way of thinking. Outside the school, arguments over refugees were raging, but the time I had spent inside the building showed me that those conversations were based on phantasms. People were debating their own fears. What I had witnessed taking place inside
“Mushrooms were the roses in the garden of that unseen world, because the real mushroom plant was underground. The parts you could see – what most people called a mushroom – was just a brief apparition. A cloud flower.” ― Margaret Atwood, The Year of the Flood True to its name, this salad was an herby treat!
“I need to write. It keeps me focused for long enough to complete thoughts. To let each train of thought run to its conclusion and let a new one begin. It keeps me thinking. I’m afraid that if I stop writing I’ll stop thinking and start feeling.” ― Carrie Fisher, The Princess Diarist week(s) in review read: Note
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah The waiting is the hardest part ~Tom Petty, The Waiting If patience is a virtue then I am virtueless. Completely destitute. San virtues. Well, at least when it comes to waiting for books. In my attempt for less, I have shifted from purchasing each and every book I want to
“JANUARY, The first month of the year, A perfect time to start all over again, Changing energies and deserting old moods, New beginnings, new attitudes” ― Charmaine J Forde I love beginnings — especially as it relates to the calendar. A new year, month, week or even day provides refreshed opportunities and a chance to begin
