The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening. It is a little star dust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched. Henry David Thoreau, Walden
Sunday, January 28, 2018
Sunday, January 21, 2018
Pearls
"After all," Anne had said to Marilla once,
"I believe the nicest and sweetest days
are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens
but just those that bring simple little pleasures,
following one another softly,
like pearls slipping off a string."
-L.M. Montgomery
Sunday, January 14, 2018
Sunday, January 7, 2018
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