Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Wordless Wednesday


Taken in Madrid 2003 at the Neptune Fountain

Monday, May 10, 2010

American Idol: Show Tunes

While Kathy initiated this posting with suggestions on tonight's songs, and her picks are totally right-on, I thought I would enter a few of my own thoughts -- just for argument sake!

I'm Alright - Lee (would be a stretch, but would be interesting to see how he could change it up)

Kiss from a Rose - Big Mike (would be in his genre of songs)

Let the River Run - Crystal (just because it's Carly Simon)

Eye of the Tiger - Casey (another stretch, but it would be interesting - Plus, I love this song).

Should be interesting:-)

PhotoHunt: Mother



Sorry for the lateness in the post. I was expecting to take my own shots of the parade of 'ducklings' as they waddled off the parade route on Mother's Day, but I got stuck in traffic. Hope you enjoy a bit of the Make Way For Ducklings parade that is an annual Mother's Day ritual in Boston. The parade route retraces the route of McCloskey's, "Make Way for Ducklings" book, which practically every child in Boston reads. Hope you all enjoyed a wonderful day!

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Wordless Wednesdays


Boy, do I need a vacation!

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Quote of the Day


The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.

Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond. ~ Jelaluddin Rumi

(Photo courtesy of internet)

Monday, May 3, 2010

Quote of the Day

I came upon this and found it quite touching. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did. A great reminder of life's preciousness...

We are never old, that is we never cease easily to be young, for all life at the same time: youth is an army, the whole battalion of our faculties and our freshnesses, our passions and our illusions, on a considerably reluctant march into the enemy’s country, the country of the general lost freshness; and I think it throws out at least as many stragglers behind as skirmishers ahead–stragglers who often catch up but belatedly with the main body, and even in many a case never catch up at all. Or under another figure it is a book in several volumes, and even at this a mere installment of the large library of life, with a volume here and there closing, as something in the clap of its covers may assure us, while another remains either completely agape or kept open by a fond finger thrust in between the leaves. ~ Henry James

Saturday, May 1, 2010

PhotoHunt:Black




I am tardy this weekend - too much gardening to catch up on!
Men in Black (used before but approp here); Sam, my sister's black cocker; black scroll work of Orvieto