SUNDRY THOUGHTS AND WORDS....

When I was in grade school, they told me to write down what I wanted to be when I grew up.

I wrote down happy.

They told me I didn't understand the assignment,
I told them they didn't understand life

- Unknown



To find the universal elements enough; to find the air and the water exhilarating; to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter... to be thrilled by the stars at night; to be elated over a bird's nest or a wildflower in spring - these are some of the rewards of the simple life. ~John Burroughs
You have succeeded in life when all you really want is only what you really need. ~Vernon Howard
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Tuesday, August 11, 2009

SMILE....THEY'LL WONDER WHAT YOU'VE BEEN UP TO!

Just can't be....that the last time I posted was April!!! And here we are the 11th of August with another New England summer slowly walking to her closing days.

Wait! The double horn just went off. They are building a new subdivision on the farm behind us and they are blasting (ka-booom!). One guy comes out on our street and blows a loud horn twice....then twice again....and then KA-BOOM!!...The house shakes and the windows shiver.....even though I prepare myself for the tiny earthquake, it still rattles me when it happens....make me wonder what this might be doing to our foundations???

So anyway, August is here and September is tagging along close by and usually when September arrives, Mother Nature gets out her shrink bags and starts packing up her summer stuff, shaking out her carpets and trees and preparing all her family for the onset of fall. But we've had such a wet summer and so few warm days (except for the last week), that who knows what fall will bring. Unless I'm mistaken, when there is lots of rain, the changing colors in the trees is especially spectacular. Soon it will be time to go out in my gardens and prune back everything....most all the way to the ground, prepare for the long hard winter and dream about the glorious spring that will find tiny green sprouts poking their little arms out of the ground; yawning and reaching for the light. The bloom of new color, new life, renewal. A sure sign of hope.

I love these quotes about gardening:

I appreciate the misunderstanding I have had with Nature over my perennial border. I think it is a flower garden; she thinks it is a meadow lacking grass, and tries to correct the error. ~Sara Stein, My Weeds, 1988

...and

The kiss of the sun for pardon,The song of the birds for mirth,One is nearer God's heart in a gardenThan anywhere else on earth.~Dorothy Frances Gurney, "Garden Thoughts"


I go back to work on Monday and I have mixed emotions....I've so enjoyed the summer, reading and writing (a little) and walking....and yes (to my great joy) losing some weight! I could get used to this. But there is a tiny part of me that is ready to get back in the mix of it and the responsibilities to account for every day....so like it or not, ready or not, Monday is the day.

I won't make any iron clad promises, but this year I am going to make an effort to write in my blog at least once a week.

Till we meet again......take care, be well and smile.