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In Love on February 29, 2012 at 8:41 pm

Writing for my beloved

Sundial closeup

It is time.

I am past

the autumn

of my life

(they say).

I am waiting

for you

if my heart

has its way.

It is time.


for me

to dance 


for me

to sing

out my voice.


for beloveds

to re-live

that romance


for me to

love again,



calls you

to me.


calls me

to you.


beckons me


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In Love on February 29, 2012 at 2:22 pm

Georgian Gems, Regency Reads & Victorian Voices

Publisher / date: Victor Gollancz / 1981
Pages: foreword; introduction; 70 full-color plates; postscript {about 160 pgs}
genre: Art

After introducing Sophie du Pont, how can I not introduce readers to the delightful Mrs Hurst Dancing & Other Scenes from Regency Life, 1812-1823; watercolors by Diana Sperling; text by Gordon Mingay.

Reading about Diana Sperling’s family and life will leave you wanting to know more; her works of art will leave you wanting to fetch your pencils and watercolors. The text covers enough to explain and expand on the drawings. You learn about Diana’s family, her life at Dynes Hall (Essex), the trouble with donkeys, horses, and spiders!

I first learned of this book on a trip to Riversdale. The period of Rosalie Calvert’s letters overlap with these drawings.

Diana’s watercolors were one set among three discussed in my talk entitled “Georgiana Darcy and the ‘Naive Art’ of…

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In Love on February 29, 2012 at 9:09 am

The beauty of the trees lasts forever..


Photo by Pamela Paulsrud

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In Love on February 29, 2012 at 9:06 am

Always resting when I am reading Mirth and Motivation

Mirth and Motivation

“A sense of humor… is needed armor. Joy in one’s heart and some laughter on one’s lips is a sign that the person down deep has a pretty good grasp of life.” Hugh Sidey

What I’ve Learned
Maya Angelou was interviewed by Oprah on her 70+ birthday… Oprah asked her what she thought of growing older. And, there on television, she said it was exciting… Regarding body changes, she said there were many, occurring everyday……like her breasts. They seemed to be in a race to see which will reach her waist, first. The audience laughed so hard they cried. Maya Angelou also said this: I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy…

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In Love on February 29, 2012 at 8:37 am

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I saw you


in a toddler’s dance class…

In the eyes of the children.

I saw you


in the love of the parents

who caressed their children with their eyes.

Parents who were present for themselves,

present for their children

 practicing your presence in their lives.

I heard you


in the voice of the teacher,

in the call to breakfast from my family

in the laughter of children on a play date.

I heard you in my heart.

I felt your presence

in your guiding hand….throughout my day.

Humbly, I thank you for your gift of life.

I thank you for the gift of love.

I thank you for my love life.

I thank you for my loving life.

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In Love on February 28, 2012 at 11:39 am

amazing as usual

Mirth and Motivation

“I think that instinct, that storytelling instinct, rescued me most of my life.” Armistead Maupin

The Red Moon by Pedro Pablo Sacristán
There was once a little grey planet that was very sad. The people living there hadn’t looked after it, despite them having all the inventions and space ships you could ever need. They had contaminated the whole countryside so much with rubbish and pollution that there were no plants or animals left.
One day, a little boy was walking on the planet, when he passed a cave and noticed a small red flower inside. The flower was very sick – almost dying – so the boy carefully dug up the flower, with roots, soil and everything. Then, he started looking for a place where he could look after it. He searched all over the planet, but everywhere was so contaminated that there was no place the flower could…

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In Love on February 28, 2012 at 9:20 am

One more Gibran’s poem…


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You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.

You shall be together when white wings of death scatter your days.

Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.

But let there be spaces in your togetherness,

And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.

Love one another but make not a bond of love:

Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.

Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup.

Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.

Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,

Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.

Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping.

For only the hand of Life can contain…

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In Love on February 27, 2012 at 5:21 pm

Go and check the rest of article..amazing and beautiful

In Love on February 27, 2012 at 8:53 am

what a woman can do…amazing

gimcrack hospital (PG)

Mary Kingsley (1862 – 1900) was an English writer and explorer. She was the daughter  of doctor, traveller and writer George Kingsley and the niece of novelists Charles Kingsley and Henry Kingsley.

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Dr. Kingsley died in February 1892 and Mrs. Kingsley followed a few months later. Freed from family responsibilities and with a small inheritance, Mary was able to travel as she had always dreamed, her reason for going being “the pursuit of fish and fetish“. 

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As Kingsley set off on her first trip to Africa she was referred to a new “French book of phrases in common use in Dahomey.” The opening sentence of the book was “Help, I am drowning.”, followed by “Get up, you lazy scamps!” This was shortly followed by the question “Why has not this man been buried?” and its expected answer “It is…

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In Love on February 27, 2012 at 8:33 am

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I am leaving the guy tonight,
the guy you said to give a chance,
because I shall never love any one,
the way i’d love to someday hold your hand.

Because if it isn’t you…
i will never fall in love.
because if it isn’t you,
i’ll be hopelessly crushed…

i’ll be that driftwood
floating down the stream,
caught in some tree roots,
until it absorbs water & sinks…

because if it isn’t you,
i will wait until that day when I am,
& that day may never come,
but i shall never love again…

And if you say it isn’t you,
then i will loose my very best friend,
but I can’t move on to another,
because I know i’ll love you till the end.

In three weeks, I am boarding a plane,
flying over the mountains and distance between,
And I shall have five days to find the…

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