The pen in your hand is a magic wand with which you can send joy, hope, love and courage across deserts and plains, over mountains and seas, around the world and around the corner. ~Wilferd A. Peterson, American author
We all grumble about the postal service and sometimes, with good cause: reduced window operations, increased regulations, jacked-up prices.
So let me add another complaint to the pile — S-L-O-W delivery.
Winter’s here, and you feel lousy: You’re coughing and sneezing; your muscles ache; your nose is an active mucus volcano. These symptoms — so familiar at this time of year — can mean only one thing: Tiny fanged snails are eating your brain. ~ Dave Barry, American author and columnist
When I wrote my last post, I truly intended to take only a few days off, then get right back to work.
It didn’t happen that way, and I apologize. Some things can’t be helped.
Like crud and mud.
Hold a true friend with both your hands. ~Nigerian proverb
Once
You were
The center
Of my world and
My prized possession.
Then I put you aside
For years — no, make that decades.
You never complained nor did you
Seem to resent my indifference.
But good friends shouldn’t be treated that way.
It was a silver flute that caught my eye.
Learning to play it became my goal.
But I don’t have to choose, do I?
Playing both instruments would
Make me more valuable.
Now that you’ve been fixed
I’m going to hold
Both of you
Near my
Heart.
Note: Poetry form is a Double Etheree.
There’s nothing wrong with having a tree for a friend. ~Bob Ross, The Joy of Painting
I read somewhere that the average height of an NBA player in 2022-23 was 6 feet 6 inches.
Would you believe that’s exactly the height of my once-tiny Tiny Tree?
More formally known as an Eastern Juniper (or Red Cedar), this tree made its first appearance in my backyard in late 2020 (AKA Pandemic Year). It’s not in a location I’d have chosen, but perhaps the bird who “planted” it had a better idea.
At least it’s in a fairly sheltered site and seems happy with its surroundings.
Way back then, I tied a jaunty red piece of yarn around its tiny trunk, hoping to brighten its spirits for the holidays while warming it from the cold to come.
Today, Tiny Tree is so big that I can no longer find its scarf.
Maybe it will hold still for some colorful bows and Christmas ornaments as the holidays near?
May your search through Nature lead you to yourself. ~Author unknown
I Monkey here.
Mama is still busy with her blogging break, but I convinced her to let me say a few words today. After all, it’s been ages since you’ve heard from me, and who’s more important around here anyway?!
Most of us, in all conditions, are weighted down with superfluities or worried to acquire them. ~Charles Dudley Warner, American essayist and novelist
Can’t you see yourself
Curled up on this seat?
Nestled ‘neath the trees
Away from the noisy street?
Can’t you feel the wind
Gently caressing your face?
Playing with your hair?
Slowing your hectic pace?
Can’t you hear the quiet
As peace envelopes you,
Casts aside your burdens,
Bestows a calmer view?
Our lives are often fraught
With too much activity.
Time to take a needed break,
Nurture my creativity.
Note: Happy Labor Day! I’m taking a short break and will be back soon.
I have a fear of water, believe it or not. To put a wire 12 feet over a swimming pool frightens me. I don’t like water. — Philippe Petit, French high-wire artist
I realize swimming is great exercise, beneficial for building endurance, toning muscles, and maintaining a healthy weight.
But I’m totally with Philippe Petit here — I’m afraid of the water, so I don’t enjoy swimming and frankly, can’t ever see that changing.
Unless I’m forced into a pool to do something like physical therapy … maybe.
Among these kinds of beauty the eye takes most delight in colours. ~Joseph Addison, English essayist, poet, playwright, and politician
According to Feng Shui (the Chinese art of placement using energy forces to harmonize with environment), your front door is one of the most important areas of your home, representing the face you show the world.
Before a recent walk with Monkey, I would have guessed most front doors in my community were neutral colors. But I’d have been wrong.
Now it seems there’s an explosion of color possibilities for front doors, all designed to boost a home’s curb appeal while making an impression on visitors.
Who knew?
So let’s take a look at some of the doors Monk and I found.
We are at our best when we give the doctor who resides within each patient a chance to go to work. ~Albert Schweitzer, Alsatian writer, humanitarian, physician, and more
Okay, let’s continue this “crappy” story, shall we? If you missed Part One, please go back and read it first. We’ll wait.
And if you’re unable to handle talk of the bathroom this early, come back and read when you’re steadier.
We are at our best when we give the doctor who resides within each patient a chance to go to work. ~Albert Schweitzer, Alsatian writer, humanitarian, physician, and more
Today I’m going to talk about poop.
If you’re eating breakfast, or naturally queasy in the morning, may I suggest you come back and read later?
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 