Music tonight: A cd of Loopyboi's favorite songs! Yay!
Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
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Wednesday, Apr. 21, 2004 - 4:56 a.m.
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Sketchy North in Black and White
Well, I am being a good girl and delivering the goods I promised... Ie some sketches for my Far North book. Here goes. While you're at it, remember to go read my other entries tonight: Questions Galore and Spam Vocabulary.
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"To be an artist means never to avert one's eyes."Quotes courtesy of SquirrelX, our favorite Diaryland source of excellent quotes and fine links as well as some of the best writing here.
__Akira Kurosawa"I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work
of the stars, and the pismire is equally perfect,
and a grain of sand, and the egg of the wren,
and the tree-toad is a chef-d'oeuvre for the highest,
And the running blackberry would adorn the parlors of heaven,
And the narrowest hinge in my hand puts to scorn all machinery,
And the cow crunching with depress'd head surpasses any statue,
And a mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels."
__Walt Whitman"We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled.
The trick is knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out."
__Ray Bradbury
Goodnight all. I think I will try to spray another plant for bugs (which is of course not the same as scrubbing the pestiferous things off their poor little suck-ed leaves! MWAH!!)
zzzzz
Me, da wench
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previous meanderings - future past
Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Taking Care of Your Cows - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Saint Joseph robs the cradle and eats spaghetti - Sunday, Jun. 14, 2009
sticky notes and broken irises - Friday, Jun. 12, 2009
The FOODCOMMANDER - Monday, Jun. 08, 2009
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