September 30, 2011

Peter Pan because I am TGIF















"My child, my very own, don't be afraid, you're not alone..."Awfully glad it is the weekend and a real one where I have two days in a row off: bliss. Watched Mary Martin as Peter Pan like a religion when younger - everytime it came on our big old in a huge block of wood type black and white T.V., even had the record (know the words to every song still). Here's a favorite to ease into the weekend with...welcome October, cider and colored leaves and cool lovely nights.

September 28, 2011

Why won't the circus come to town?

















or better yet this Insect Circus Museum - a traveling show I would like to stumble upon (wouldn't that be great to turn a corner and see their show all set up?) Alas, it's an English event, wouldn't you know it? (I sense some Edinburgh Fringeness to all of this, however).

September 27, 2011

Instant Happiness










Add hot water and stir? Not quite. But just go to this site and push the button...weirdly enough you will feel a little bit better :)

September 25, 2011

Sunday Quote






















Blessed is he who is satisfied with his portion.

- the Rabbi at a friend's husband's funeral (commenting on the deceased's rich life because he was deeply happy with his family and life). May we all be so blessed.

September 24, 2011

mysterious paper sculptures in Scotland, Electric Edens, and more...

















Someone has been leaving paper sculptures in the library and such in Edinburgh. I love the mystery as much as I love the art. Read the book, like the blog. A great fan of Sandy Denny (her song here always heals my heart), Fairport Convention, The Incredible String Band, Nick Drake, Pentangle, all and more, Electric Eden documents this amazing time in the UK folk scene. Love this clip art site. And I love this site with its literary notecards (Alice in Wonderland lovers, look here). And back to Scotland - I so love this poem, Old Tongue, by Jackie Kay. I especially love that you can hear her read her poem.

September 18, 2011

Sunday Quote

















You can't learn from remembering. You can't learn from guessing. You can learn only from moving forward at the rate you are moved, as brightness, into brightness.

- Sarah Manguso

September 17, 2011

Happy Birthday, Mary Stewart!





























A favorite memory from my teen years is her books being passed around the house from mother to daughter to sister...she really is such a good writer and her own life reads like an interesting novel.

What I wouldn't give...













One of those songs that knocks you off your feet without any warning. By Sweet Talk Radio.

September 12, 2011

Poem by my youngest son, James.

James had an assignment to write a poem for class about the ten year anniversary of 9/11. We were watching the reading of the names on television Sunday morning, talking about who was where, how frightening a time it was (my husband one of those running in the street covered in ash, glass in his hair, out of contact with us for ten hours), and James came up with this poem which I think is quite good.



Watching 9/11/11

As people stand hearing names
of people lost and gone, friends
and family never coming home, I
watch their faces.

Standing there, hearing the names
ten years later, wondering why.
Rubbing the names with pencils
and crayons onto paper at the fountain
of tears, endlessly pouring.

September 11, 2011

Sunday Quote













Alphabet of names in a green field.
Names in the small tracks of birds.
Names lifted from a hat
Or balanced on the tip of the tongue.
Names wheeled into the dim warehouse of memory.
So many names, there is barely room on the walls of the heart.

- Billy Collins, The Names

September 8, 2011

Happy Anniversary to my guy and me















This pretty much looks like some version of our relationship! 27 years today! Love you, Bill.

September 7, 2011

Shifting of the seasons

















A hour at school, no electricity except in the cafeteria, tons of middle schoolers lined up being helped by very hot and very patient and gracious teachers and staff. Agenda books, class schedules, all getting ready for tomorrow's big first day of school (and hoping that the Con Ed trucks working furiously outside will have the power back on by then). School, an October rainy feel mixed with August humidity, from sailboats to cider, the shifting images. The summer did not live up to the Henry James' beloved (and once true in my life) phrase; maybe it's an aging thing but I have come lately to prefer the many gifts of autumn.

September 5, 2011

September 4, 2011

Sunday Quote
















You may be disappointed if you fail, but you are doomed if you don't try.

- Beverly Sills

September 3, 2011

Ebay, the romance is over.
















I remember when people were buying stuff off this brand new place online called Ebay. The idea of this crazy wild west kind of yard sale in the cyber sky was daunting to me when I was not particularly proficient at the computer back when.
When curiosity got the best of me and I meandered over, it seemed like a lot of fuss over overhyped chatchkas. Until I stumbled across Betsy McCall paper dolls. Whole sheets from old McCall's magazines that instantly brought back hours of my childhood. My Mom's subscription to McCall's - how I would wait for her to let me have the paper doll sheet - they came with a story and a paper doll of Betsy and two outfits - the story was just as important as the dolls (which I collected in an old Christmas tie box for years).
Besides my Betsys, I purchased old books, vintage jewelery, crazy birthday gifts for the kids, some unique fun stuff like old metal robot toys, and a kick I was on for awhile - cast iron dogs. I was nothing compared to heavy hitters I knew who bought wardrobes of clothes, gifts galore, - even two women I knew who outfitted an entire store with antique furniture found there.
But now, it's no fun. Invaded by commercial stores, you have to sift through miles of unappealing, you can find it anywhere including the dollar stores kind of junk, then it's Palpay or nothing half the time, and I have my issues with Palpay. Take my credit card or say goodbye sellers. If you do make a purchase? Then they bombard you with review things - not the old reviews of yore where you just flung a compliment about fast shipping at your seller. Now they highlight in red how you didn't say enough, that you need to mention this and that - if I had that much to say about a three dollar cd from a ten year old movie, Ebay, I would be in sorry shape.
Now buying online is more the norm for me than buying from a store, especially the holidays. Everyone has an online site. If I want a tag sale thrill, I can go to Craigslist. If I want to find something unique and special, I go to Etsy. I cannot see any reason to go to Ebay anymore except when Half.com boots me over there for a second hand cd or book. They took the funky and wild out of it and left it boring and commercial. Sorry, Ebay. I no longer love you. I don't even think we are in like anymore.

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