There is no thief worse than a bad book. ~Italian proverb
Is it me, or are others finding themselves abandoning books right and left these days?
Author Archives: Debbie
Mama and the Snow
Man is said to want but little here below,
And I have an idea that what he wants littlest of is snow…
~Ogden Nash, American poet
I Monkey here.
Hoo-boy, is Mama mad!!
After Christmas
When the gifts are unwrapped
And the bows put away;
When the holiday trimmings
Are gone for the day.
When the ham is devoured
And the pies are all gone;
When the company’s departed
At the first sign of dawn.
When the trash is left sitting
By the curb in its bin;
When the tree’s been dismantled
And all the snowmen.
Then a hush settles over
Your home and you, too;
So out with the old
And in with the new!
Today’s a new year
With a fresh, clean slate;
Opportunity beckons
To make your life great.
Try something new or
Perfect something old;
Smile a bit more,
Reach for the gold.
Lift up your heart
2025 is now here;
Resolve to keep Christmas
All of this year.
Happy Birthday, Monkey!
I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. ~John Burroughs, American naturalist and nature essayist
Today is my birthday — I’m finally four!
Too late for Mama to show me the door!
I’ve barfed and I’ve pottied all over her floor,
But one thing’s for certain: I’m never a bore!
Today’s my birthday — it’s all about ME!
I’m just as happy as happy can be.
Cats and squirrels, you’d better all flee;
Guarding and chasing are fun for Monkey!
Today’s my birthday — let’s celebrate!
You bring yourselves; I’ll host the fete.
Cake, ice cream, cookies on a plate;
Only the best, nothing third-rate.
Today’s my birthday — oh, happy day!
I’m ready to party; I’m ready to bay.
I can’t promise anything but skies of gray;
Still, come to my party and be ready to play!
Note: Poetry form (I think) is quatrains. Could be rhyming couplets though.
The Present is a Gift
It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live, remember that. ~J.K. Rowling, British author and philanthropist (from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, 1997)
As
The days
Get shorter
And the cold winds
Blow in from the north,
I remember with joy
Days not so long ago when
Sunshine, flowers, and butterflies
Danced across my yard with abandon
Reminding me to enjoy the present.
Note: Poetry form is Etheree.
The Meaning of Thanksgiving
Incredible
To think there will be a to-morrow morning,
And you will not be there…
~Joseph Auslander, American poet, anthologist, and novelist
I Monkey here.
You haven’t heard from me since my Walktober post, so I thought I’d remedy that while Mama is otherwise occupied.
Thankful Thursday (8)
Earth produces no viler creature than an ingrate. ~Publius Syrus, Latin writer of maxims (first century BCE)
Time to find something to be grateful for again! Did you know expressing gratitude can improve sleep and immunity? Did you know it can decrease anxiety, chronic pain, and disease? Aren’t these good enough reasons to start looking for things to appreciate?
Red, orange, yellow
Farewell to glorious Fall
Trees are now just sticks
Note: Happy Thanksgiving to all my blogging buddies! I’m taking a bit of time off to feast and rest, and thus I’m closing comments on this one. Enjoy the last of our Fall color (seven slides in all).
Bye, Bye, Kitty
It is in the nature of cats to do a certain amount of unescorted roaming. ~Adlai Stevenson, former Governor of Illinois, and former U.S. Ambassador to the United Nations
This was my neighbor’s cat (was being the operative word).
Live and Learn
Then call on me on the day of distress; I will rescue you, and you shall honor me. ~ Psalm 50:15, New American Bible
Have you ever been afraid?
I’m not talking about everyday fears, like seeing a snake in your yard or going to the dentist.
I’m talking about terror. The kind that makes your heart feel like it’s going to jump right out of your chest. The kind that stops your breathing. The kind that haunts your dreams afterward.
Walktober 2024
Multitudes of people are beauty-blind to the outdoor pictures. I doubt if one in a hundred begins to take in the beauty visible on even a short walk in city or country. ~Delia Lyman Porter, American writer and social reformer
Happy Walktober! It’s time for our group walk known as Walktober and hosted this year by Dawn.
Walktober coaxes us out of our chairs, off our sofas, and away from our troubles for a walk (bike ride, road trip, etc.) outdoors to take in Nature’s autumnal glory and share it with the world.
Let’s get to it!
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 