
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
abou ben adhem

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw, within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
An Angel writing in a book of gold;
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the Presence in the room he said,
“What writest thou?” The vision raised its head,
And with a look made of all sweet accord
Answered, “The names of those who love the Lord.”
“And is mine one?” said Abou. “Nay, not so,”
Replied the Angel. Abou spoke more low,
But cheerly still; and said, “I pray thee, then,
Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.”
The Angel wrote, and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great wakening light,
And showed the names whom love of God had blessed,
And, lo! Ben Adhem’s name led all the rest!
My father made me learn this poem at a very young age. Even today, I can recite this poem word for word.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
still round the corner there may wait
And though I oft have passed them by
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of the Moon, East of the Sun."
--J.R.R. Tolkien
Sunday, May 24, 2009
~sunday morning beauty~
I keep it staying at Home -
With a bobolink for a Chorister,
And an Orchard, for a Dome.
~Emily Dickinson~
Early this morning, I went outside to take a picture of my 'flying birds on wire' to list on Etsy; and one of my favorite flowers was in all its glory. They were so beautiful, I couldn't stop looking at this beautiful creation.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
mirror mirror

It's been one of those freakin' weeks, when I want to catch the next magic carpet and fly far far away. I swear, it's been one of those weeks! This poem gives me hope, I think. Hope you all have a great weekend!
The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at each other's welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
~ Derek Walcott
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
~it's just a number~
A photo I took last summer of a most beautiful butterfly. He hung around for 3 days; then moved on.
I love this quote...
Grown-ups love figures. When you tell them that you have made a new friend, they never ask you any questions about essential matters. They never say to you, "What does his voice sound like? What games does he love best? Does he collect butterflies?" Instead, they demand: "How old is he? How many brothers has he? How much does he weigh? How much money does his father make?" Only from these figures do they think they have learned anything about him. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince, 1943, translated from French
One of the things I noticed when I moved back to the U.S. after living in Europe for 10 years, that Americans are much more hung-up on age than Europeans. One of the first things people ask you when you strike up a conversations is 'how old are you'? I cannot recall a European ever asking me my age.
If it were up to me, I would not even know my birthday! I'm serious. It's not that I care for other people knowing my age - I just refuse to allow it to define what I like, who I am friends with, what I wear, how I wear my hair, or what I do.
For certain, life is too short to give anyone power over our choices!
Monday, May 18, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Spring in the making
I found this bike at the dumpster.:) I had been wanting an old bike to put in my yard for vines to grow on. Even at the Goodwill, the ones I have found were more than I wanted to pay for this purpose. Even though I was not crazy about the colors of this one, I figure, that in time it will look all rusty and old...just the way I like.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Fresh Fruit Tart
I made this last night, and it was fantastic. With so much fresh fruit in season, it is a great time to eating lots of fruit. I am including the crust recipe that came with the recipe, but I have my own crust recipe I use for everything, as it always turns out perfect. If you would like a copy of it, let me know. I also grind my own whole wheat flour, it is courser than commercial, and I like the texture it gives crust -- gives it a earthy, nutty flavor that can't be matched with what you purchase. Even the commercial wheat flours work well, and still give a nice texture. My favorite brand of commerical flour is 'King Arthur', for those times when I do have to use store bought. I also used a fresh orange to make the juice, so much better.


