Dreams are such fragile things. The merest breeze can shatter them.
Fortunately the pieces can be gathered and put back into place, almost
good as new.
Fortunately the pieces can be gathered and put back into place, almost
good as new.
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Saturday, March 15, 2014
I Hear It
10:50 PM
Posted by Linda Henson
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Every once in a while, my two year old nephew would put his hand to his ear and say,"I hear it."
There was one day I didn't know what he was talking about. He looked up into the sky, amazed. I realized he had heard a plane I didn't hear or rather, I heard it, but didn't pay attention to it because they are so common place.
And the birds. I realized he heard the birds outside my apartment. The ones I stopped listening to years ago but, for a two year old, everything is new and awesome.
I need to take a moment to rediscover our world, so I can say, "I hear it."
There was one day I didn't know what he was talking about. He looked up into the sky, amazed. I realized he had heard a plane I didn't hear or rather, I heard it, but didn't pay attention to it because they are so common place.
And the birds. I realized he heard the birds outside my apartment. The ones I stopped listening to years ago but, for a two year old, everything is new and awesome.
I need to take a moment to rediscover our world, so I can say, "I hear it."
Grandmother's Face
I see my Grandmother's face, sometimes, when I looked at Mom. Mom has some
of her ways. It's almost as if they were twins. Then, sometimes, when Mom is
amused, I see my Grandfather peek out.
I have to wonder, in twenty years, who will people see in me?
of her ways. It's almost as if they were twins. Then, sometimes, when Mom is
amused, I see my Grandfather peek out.
I have to wonder, in twenty years, who will people see in me?
Monday, March 10, 2014
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Sunday, March 2, 2014
Frozen reporting
In February, I saw a newscast reporting on the freezing cold weather in the east. The reporter was standing outside in near zero degree weather and I have to ask myself why? Do we need to see her eyeballs freeze.
Windy day
stirring in your head.
Saturday, March 1, 2014
Cats
I think when cats go hunting at night they should wear reflective tape. It's only fair. Dogs have to be on a leash. Cats should shine in the dark.
Scary thought
Here's a warning. I don't know what I'm doing. This is all new to me. I've thrown myself into the deep end and I don't do that. I am a dip the tip of my toe into the water and then wait a bit. No, no, no. I don't like taking chances.
I'm on my own now. No one to hold my hand.
As I said, my friend suggested I should blog and I think, What fun. but what if my brain dies. There I am, in the middle of hello, and I have no where else to go. That could be red-face time.
Sometimes I have brilliant ideas, but they fly away before I can get them down. I'll never remember them and you'll never read them and we all suffer a great loss. Ta-ta for now, as Tigger might say. Keep on the sunny side.
I'm on my own now. No one to hold my hand.
As I said, my friend suggested I should blog and I think, What fun. but what if my brain dies. There I am, in the middle of hello, and I have no where else to go. That could be red-face time.
Sometimes I have brilliant ideas, but they fly away before I can get them down. I'll never remember them and you'll never read them and we all suffer a great loss. Ta-ta for now, as Tigger might say. Keep on the sunny side.