Sunday, June 13, 2004
"Summer afternoon - Summer afternoon... the two most beautiful words in the English language."
Henry James (1843 - 1916)
"If any one faculty of our nature may be called more wonderful than the rest, I do think it is memory. There seems something more speakingly incomprehensible in the powers, the failures, the inequalities of memory, than in any other of our intelligences. The memory is sometimes so retentive, so serviceable, so obedient; at others, so bewildered and so weak; and at others again, so tyrannic, so beyond control! We are, to be sure, a miracle every way; but our powers of recollecting and of forgetting do seem peculiarly past finding out."
Jane Austen, Mansfield Park
Add to this a stiff breeze...
Sounds like perfection to me.
Add a fine book and children splashing in a pool...
Katie: I wish there weren't mosquitoes.
Me: You gotta squish 'em when you see 'em.
Katie: But, I don't want to make them angry.
Me: You want to kill 'em...like you do to the ants.
The teaching is endless around here.
Encourage one another,