-Rumi
July 19, 2015
July 17, 2015
Vermont Library
I love the massively heavy doors in old libraries where just pulling open that weight makes you feel something worthwhile awaits inside.

Labels:
library visits,
literary meandering a,
Vermont
July 12, 2015
June 30, 2015
Yes and yes
Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
June 28, 2015
June 22, 2015
June 14, 2015
June 7, 2015
Sunday Quote
So speak encouraging words to one another. Build up hope so you'll all be together in this, no one left behind.
- I Thessalonians 5:11
June 6, 2015
Three new poems
Three poems, the folding chair in the middle of the road, Equinoxious, and Yarn Struck, out in the deliriously quirky, literary journal, Danse Macabre.
http://www.dansemacabreonline.com/#!trois-par-trois-plus-lagniappe/c9lk
June 1, 2015
thoughts for a brother-in-law
Hold on to what is good
even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe
even when it is a tree
that stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do
even when it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life
even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand
even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo
Rest in Peace, Lyle.
A good man, a great husband and loving and kind father and grandfather.
even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe
even when it is a tree
that stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do
even when it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life
even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand
even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo
Rest in Peace, Lyle.
A good man, a great husband and loving and kind father and grandfather.
May 12, 2015
April 29, 2015
April 26, 2015
April 20, 2015
My Walden
A foggy evening following a chilly day of rain.
Thoreau had his Walden, I have what are called the twin lakes by my city's high school.I've walked round it with a new babe, with children, husband, pals, but mostly alone, countless times.
Said goodbye to scarred trees marked with a slash of orange by the city for tear down, celebrated new green life,
marveled at the ice capturing the water in winter. Inspiration for a dozen poems, a testament to finding beauty in our daily lives.
And cares for the beautiful greenery.
Labels:
Thoreau,
Twin Lakes,
Walden Pond
April 19, 2015
Sunday Quote
"...I'd guess that you have some purpose to fulfill and that is why you were saved. But don't get a swelled head over it. A cabbage has a purpose when someone needs to make soup."
- the Bard to Jack, The Islands of the Blessed by Nancy Farmer.
- the Bard to Jack, The Islands of the Blessed by Nancy Farmer.
April 17, 2015
April 14, 2015
Across the pond
Not the global pond but the one here by the high school, the little library a bright glow across the water.
April 13, 2015
Sunday quote a tad late
If an artist doesn't separate himself or herself from the mainstream no work will get done.
- Maxine Kumin
April 1, 2015
I could live inside a greenhouse
In love with this sliding barn style door


Ah, the restorative power of green

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