"March is a month of considerable frustration - it is so near spring and yet across a great deal of the country the weather is still so violent and changeable that outdoor activity in our yards seems light years away." - Thalassa Cruso
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Friday, March 30, 2012
My Fun Week With Linda
Spent a great week beginning March 20th with my sister-in-law who was visiting with us. Here's a little peek at how we spent our time sight-seeing, eating, shopping and being silly.
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Thursday, March 29, 2012
Tracy's Spring Tea 2012
My dear friend Tracy hosts an annual tea party. This year it was held Saturday March 24th. Everything is beautifully executed with thoughtfulness and care.
We all appreciate Tracy so much! In addition to being a dear friend she has a keen talent for hosting the most memorable parties.
She really sets a lovely table for tea.
Lots of chilled drinks to choose from as well as pots of steeping hot tea on the tables.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
A March Afternoon
"The afternoon is bright,
with spring in the air,
a mild March afternoon,
with the breath of April stirring,
I am alone in the quiet patio
looking for some old untried illusion
-some shadow on the whiteness of the wall
some memory asleep
on the stone rim of the fountain,
perhaps in the air
the light swish of some trailing gown."
- Antonio Machado, 1875-1939 Selected Poems, #3, Translated by Alan S. Trueblood
with spring in the air,
a mild March afternoon,
with the breath of April stirring,
I am alone in the quiet patio
looking for some old untried illusion
-some shadow on the whiteness of the wall
some memory asleep
on the stone rim of the fountain,
perhaps in the air
the light swish of some trailing gown."
- Antonio Machado, 1875-1939 Selected Poems, #3, Translated by Alan S. Trueblood
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Monday, March 26, 2012
Just One Of Those Days
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Being Brave
Death pushed me to the edge. Nowhere to back off. And to the shame of my fears, I danced with abandon in his face. I never danced as free. And Death backed off, the way dark backs off a sudden burst of flame. Now there's nothing left, but to keep dancing. It is the way I would have chosen had I been born three times as brave.~Mark Nepo
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Nurture and Transform
Friday, March 23, 2012
Never Let It Disappear
Thursday, March 22, 2012
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