What we remember from childhood we remember forever — permanent ghosts, stamped, inked, imprinted, eternally seen. ~Cynthia Ozick, American writer
I’ve long been fascinated by the theater.
The excitement of opening night, the pageantry, the costumes and props, the music — all of it struck me as a mystery that somehow came together to please both audience and troupe.
Adversity introduces a man to himself. ~Author Unknown
No adversity or social distancing here — I’m just a Robin looking for my lunch (and maybe a mate!)
There once was a germ so scary
We saw it afar and grew wary.
We learned it could kill
And that gave us a chill.
We couldn’t afford to tarry.
We scrambled for supplies at the stores
And hastened to lock our front doors.
We washed our hands clean
And watched as the scene
Unfolded across our land’s shores.
Suddenly new terms arose
Coined by those who were pros —
Social distancing,
Economic dwindling.
Anxiety abounds, panic grows.
‘Is this the new normal?’ we ask
As we fasten our protective mask.
Working from home,
Protecting our genome,
What a time-consuming task.
It bears repeating, this refrain.
The truth is oh, so plain —
Our hands we will wash.
This germ we will squash,
And then we can live again.
We are going to have peace even if we have to fight for it. ~Dwight D. Eisenhower, American army general and 34th president of the U.S.
Anybody who knows me knows I love bunnies.
Just not in my flowers.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
May love and laughter light your days,
and warm your heart and home.
May good and faithful friends be yours,
wherever you may roam.
May peace and plenty bless your world
with joy that long endures.
May all life’s passing seasons
bring the best to you and yours!
— Irish blessing
The two hardest things to handle in life are failure and success. ~Author Unknown
We have a new director for the final half of this semester’s symphonic band (something to do with scheduling, we were told).
At our first practice, she began by praising us for our performance at the previous night’s concert.
So far, so good.
And then the you-know-what hit the fan.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight. ~Kahlil Gibran, Lebanese-American writer and poet
Fuzzy thinking, decisions must wait,
Novel on hold, can’t concentrate.
Don’t want to design or even to write,
I tell you, my friends, I’m really a sight.
Time creeps along slowly, day becomes night,
I see no way to get rid of my plight.
Temper flares, angry words spill out.
I know I’m a mess and that’s without doubt.
Aching heart and buckets of tears.
‘Is this her new life?’ everyone fears.
No, I’m not crazy, just suffering through grief,
Not forever, I hope, but probably not brief.
No wonder they say that grieving is rough,
But sorrows convince you you’re really quite tough.
Find things you enjoy and take your sweet time
To mourn the departed, perhaps with a rhyme.
Get back into life with things you like best.
Count the blessings with which you’ve been blessed.
Time heals all wounds, or so my dad said,
Tears can be healing, after they’re shed.
Be kind to yourself when all’s said and done.
Recall pleasant memories with that special one.
Lean on family and friends for a while.
Before you know it, you’ll find you can smile.
Can once again get enjoyment from life,
Find hope and happiness after the strife.
Everyone knows that grieving is rough,
But surviving shows you’re really quite tough!
Note: I’m hanging in, my friends. Thanks for your concern and prayers. For those who don’t know, I had to have my beloved Sheltie Dallas put down last week. I miss him every day.
Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole. ~Roger Caras, American wildlife photographer and writer
From my last post, you know that my beloved Sheltie Dallas was escorted to the Rainbow Bridge on Monday afternoon.
What you can’t know is how much I miss him.
Me and Dallas on Saturday, Feb. 29, 2020
You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us. ~Robert Louis Stevenson, Scottish novelist
Nov. 28, 2006 – March 2, 2020
Good dogs never die
They live in our hearts always
Wish mine was here though.
Note: “Now I know I’ve got a heart ’cause it’s breaking.” Quote from the Tin Man in The Wizard of Oz
Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better. ~Albert Einstein
Pearls are formed when something (like a grain of sand) irritates an oyster’s soft inner body, prompting it to secrete a substance called nacre. When layer upon layer of nacre builds up around the irritant, a pearl comes to be.
An Akoya cultured pearl oyster. Image thanks to www.gia.edu
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 