Be like the bird who, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing she hath wings. Victor Hugo
Silence is one of the great arts of conversations. – Marcus Tullius Cicero
…shimmering and white as it falls…The earth is covered with it, and it is falling still in silence so deep that you can hear its silence. – Frederick Buechner (Telling the Truth: The Gospel as Tragedy, Comedy and Fairy Tale)
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Perseverance is the courage to ignore the obvious wisdom of turning back…
…and perhaps the courage to not worrying about looking like an idiot doing it!
My parents really enjoy their bird feeder, just outside the kitchen window over the sink. (that last detail is important because I once caught my Mom gazing dreamily at the feeder…with a carton of ice-cream discreetly hidden in the sink. Sorry Mom. In her defence, she was hiding it from my kid, who didn’t need more ice cream…) 🙂
I’m pretty sure my Dad snapped this one quick, right before my mother stormed out the side door with a broom. If it was morning, she might still be in her jammies. Just like the bat story, I really wish I could draw!
It was a cord of maple, cut and split and piled—and measured, four by four by eight.
Red, Black and Gray…Cheeky Squirrels! They stole my underwear! They stole my chocolate cupcakes and came begging for more. They try to bury nuts under my windowsill, they spy on my Minecraft designs…and they ate my foam chair cushion.
But I admire their spunk, even on the hottest and coldest days of the year.
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Our house, was our castle and our keep
Our house, in the middle of our street*
Our house is located by the second tree, on the left. It’s hardly a castle, but it is home. All the trees on our street looked beautiful last Thursday afternoon, but our first winter storm wreaked havoc on the leaves through the night. It made raking leaves on Saturday a rather interesting job! I quit after filling 4 bags of leaves…all from what fell on the driveway…because my fingers were frozen. Even with mittens on. I wonder how many bags it will take to finish the job?
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is time for home. – Edith Sitwell
(It’s also a good time for hot chocolate!)
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October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.
– J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Thursday morning’s stroll around the building before work. No strolling today – we had our first snowstorm last night. Time for hot tea and warm socks, red woolen mittens…and sassy green boots! Happy Weekend!
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Beauty is ever to the lonely mind a shadow fleeting; she is never plain. She is a visitor who leaves behind the gift of grief, the souvenir of pain. Christopher Morley
I took this photo on the way home from my mother-in-law’s memorial service. It had been a difficult weekend including hours of driving. The sun was setting and we were nearly home. As I stared out the window, the landscape seemed to reflect my own thoughts and feelings – calm and turmoil, light and dark, joy and sorrow.
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