We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect. Anaïs Nin Ten years ago. I consider it for a good, long while, then one August afternoon decide to just do it. I start a blog. Over time, one blog becomes three—a gardening blog, an adoption blog, and my main blog. Over more time,
“Good habits are worth being fanatical about.” ~ John Irving One year ago today, in honour of my eighth year of blogging, I started writing a post and sharing a photo every day. My intention was to do so every day in the month of August--my blogoversary month--but it became a habit and I just
"The first flash of color always excites me as much as the first frail, courageous bloom of spring. This is, in a sense, my season--sometimes warm and, when the wind blows an alert, sometimes cold. But there is a clarity about September. On clear days, the sun seems brighter, the sky more blue, the white
"Nobody can do for little children what grandparents do. Grandparents sort of sprinkle stardust over the lives of little children." ~ Alex Haley "Grandparents are there to help the child get into mischief they haven’t thought of yet." ~ Gene Perret Ah August, you have passed by so quickly. Does it seem that way for
"Weeds are flowers too, once you get to know them." ~ A.A. Milne Here's a few picked-from-the-side-of-the-road wildflowers. Easily missed, rarely appreciated, yet uniquely beautiful. So quiet here this morning. Housework this morning and easing back into post-grandchild-visit routine. Sigh. Looking forward to picking up my camera for some play time later. Today’s featured blog: https://happyherbivore.com/blog/
"I am content; that is a blessing greater than riches; and he to whom that is given need ask no more.” ? Henry Fielding Basking in the sweet memories made this past week with my granddaughter as she returns home today. Today’s featured blog: http://lucindajmiller.com/ (Don’t forget every comment on the blog in August enters your
"I'm so glad my window looks east into the sunrising . . . It's so splendid to see the morning coming up over those long hills and glowing through those sharp fir tops. It's new every morning, and I feel as if I washed my very soul in that bath of earliest sunshine." ~ L.M.