Gardening is a matter of your enthusiasm holding up until your back gets used to it. ~Author Unknown
I’ve long been aware that I’m a great “starter” but a lousy “finisher.”
Overcoming Adversity
Adversity has the effect of eliciting talents which, in prosperous circumstances, would have lain dormant. ~Horace, Roman poet
There once was a snapdragon so red
It cared not where it laid its head.
It took root in some stones
Despite all my groans
And now is starting to spread.
Music During the Pandemic
Music produces a kind of pleasure which human nature cannot do without. ~Confucius, Chinese philosopher
Tuesday was supposed to be our Spring concert for symphonic band.
The last concert our graduating seniors would perform in public.
But thanks to the COVID-19 pandemic, it was cancelled.
Spring 2020 in Lockdown
The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day He created Spring. ~Bern Williams, English moral philosopher
While the Illinois Governor has declared yet another month of lockdown due to the coronavirus pandemic, he can’t stop the arrival of Spring.
I managed to get outside the other day and was amazed at how many trees and flowers are in bloom, how pretty the day was, and how few people were enjoying it!
Take a look, won’t you?
Sunday’s Gem — Chrysanthemum Stone
Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better. ~Albert Einstein, German-born theoretical physicist
Do you need some help finding your true purpose in life? Do you fail to see opportunities as they unfold in front of you? Are you afraid to live your dreams?
Then you need a Chrysanthemum Stone!
Chrysanthemum Stone. Image courtesy of www.geologyin.com, which credited it to www.UGTreasures.com
First, the Weeds
Man is the only critter who feels the need to label things as flowers or weeds. ~Author unknown
I really wanted to get out and take some photos of Spring, but it’s cold.
And windy.
And the flowers and trees are either lagging behind their usual schedule, or we humans are just more anxious than ever. Which would make sense, seeing as how we’re locked inside.
Happy Easter 2020
Not my tulips and daffodils, but aren’t they pretty?
“May God bless you at Easter,
and keep you all year through.
May God give you all the faith you need,
to make your dreams come true.
May His love and wisdom always help,
to guide you on your way.
May His light shine down upon you now,
to bless your Easter Day.” — Irish Prayer, Author Unknown
Note: A blessed Easter to you and yours!
Trying to Heal
This I know: there is nothing as lonely as grief. ~Abby Geni, American writer
Friends, it’s hard to grieve.
No one quite knows what to do
To make your pain ease.
Everybody has
Different techniques for coping.
Some work and some don’t.
Cry and remember.
Find things you enjoy doing.
Let Time bring you peace.
Nature can soothe you,
Wrap you in her majesty,
Wash away your tears.
Debbie On Stage
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.
Pandemic Limericks
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.
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 