I held a jewel in my fingers
And went to sleep
The day was warm, and winds were prosy
I said, "Twill keep"
I woke - and chide my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone
And now, an Amethyst remembrance
Is all I own
Yesterday....
I Held a Jewel by Emily Dickinson
I held a jewel in my fingers
And went to sleep
The day was warm, and winds were prosy
I said, "Twill keep"
I woke - and chide my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone
And now, an Amethyst remembrance
Is all I own
I held a jewel in my fingers
And went to sleep
The day was warm, and winds were prosy
I said, "Twill keep"
I woke - and chide my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone
And now, an Amethyst remembrance
Is all I own
Two Little Roses...
Two little roses in a tiny glass vase my Dad gave to me years ago. I snipped those tender posies early this morning and set them outside on the back patio with a beautiful blue piece of glass. I was inexplicably happy to just sit and look at that little display for quite some time.
Happy Weekend, Dearlings!
Is it Saturday morning already...where did the week go? This summer is flying by for me. I hope you're able to do some of the things you wanted to do over this summer. I always make a wish list (I know, you're shocked) of things I want to do during the summer. All of them fun things, of course. If I want to make a dent in that wish list, I better get crackin'...I don't think I've even looked at it since I composed it in the beginning of June. I need to get ahold of Ms. Time and tell her to slow down...
Have a happy weekend, everyone! xo
I wanted to let you know that there's a wonderful movie on TCM this Sunday night at 5 PM PST, for the entire family. It's called An American in Paris (1951), and it's delightful from start to finish. Starring the handsome, energetic Gene Kelly and the adorable, graceful Leslie Caron. Directed by Vincent Minelli, it's filled with visual beauty and color. Nobody made musicals quite like Mr. Minelli did. It's magnificent. I hope you're able to watch it.
Have a happy weekend, everyone! xo
To You...
May your dreams
never disappear with age,
but may they continue
as alive and as beautiful as you
with the knowledge that they
will someday come true.
~ Joanne Domenech
never disappear with age,
but may they continue
as alive and as beautiful as you
with the knowledge that they
will someday come true.
~ Joanne Domenech
Dennice, Laundry Puma...
Last night, my 12-year-old son and I had the following exchange, with a bit of husband thrown in at the end.
Me: Where did you put your pjs from last night?
The Boy: In the dirty clothes, I've only worn them 3 nights in a row. (slight sarcasm here)
Me: No, you haven't, I washed them yesterday.
The Boy: Oh. I'll take them out of the dirty clothes then. It's no big deal anyway because there's nothing else in the dirty clothes. Sheesh. You're so diligent (yes, he used that word) with the laundry. You pounce on the laundry like a lion!
Me: Puma. I'm like a puma.
Husband: Dennice, laundry puma.
P.S. I think there's a screen print t-shirt opportunity for the phrase laundry puma.
Me: Where did you put your pjs from last night?
The Boy: In the dirty clothes, I've only worn them 3 nights in a row. (slight sarcasm here)
Me: No, you haven't, I washed them yesterday.
The Boy: Oh. I'll take them out of the dirty clothes then. It's no big deal anyway because there's nothing else in the dirty clothes. Sheesh. You're so diligent (yes, he used that word) with the laundry. You pounce on the laundry like a lion!
Me: Puma. I'm like a puma.
Husband: Dennice, laundry puma.
P.S. I think there's a screen print t-shirt opportunity for the phrase laundry puma.
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